davehidden

I finally feel like I am recovering from this last weekend. A really good friend of mine from New York (well, actuallly she is from Boston right now because she is in school there) came into town. She got here on Thursday night and we hung out all night and all the next day. No sleep until about 2:30 Friday afternoon, and it was only like 2 hours. Then we hung out the rest of Friday and didn't get to bed until about 4:30 in the morning. My daughter makes very sure that we don't sleep much past 8. That begins yet another long day and night for Saturday. I think we were out until 4 or 5 am. Then got to sleep about 3 hours before being woke up on Sunday. At this point there such little sleep going on that neither of us could think straight. We couldn't even eat anything without feeling sick. Everything was just out of focus. She had to fly home Monday morning, so we actually managed to pack it in about 3 a.m. and then got up at 6 a.m. to get to the airport. Once she left I had to go home and then go back to work. By the time I got home a little after 10 last night, I was ready to pass out for a week. We had a wonderful time though. This entry is already too long, so I wont include all the gory details. If you really need to know, I guess you'll have to ask.
Dave
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