A Big, Warm, Fuzzy HUG...

To the generals and colonels who have ruined my last two weekends...

That's right, I didn't go to Prague, because Hans "might" be called into work this weekend and by the time we got wind of it, it was almost 5:00 p.m. yesterday. No one was around who could be an on-call babysitter this weekend. No one.

I was supposed to be breakfasting in Prague this morning.

And guess who is sleeping in? Answer: not me.

Comments

Peder said…
Memo to Hans: Flowers or chocolate, whichever seems best. Possibly a spa date.
I think Peder is right on this one. Possibly both or all three!!
DD4 said…
Rachel, I'm so sorry. I was imagining you having a blast right now. Oh, how I wish I could have come to the rescue. I'm sure Hans will try to make it up to you.
Alfred T. Mahan said…
I have it on some authority that flowers that come from a dell where either elves or unicorns dwell apparently work wonders with the Fairer And Lovelier Gender (Note To Hans).

I cannot speak for weed-N-feed or a can of Simoniz, however.
Badger said…
Arrrgh. Time to bust out the "I (heart) the Navy" t shirt again.

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