Wednesday, June 22, 2005

When the children come home...

My child is coming home! Ok...so I he's not actually my child, but I'm claimed him as such. I met Brian many moons ago while he was still doing hi undergrad here with me. He was young and new to college, so I took him under my wing and showed him the ways of the world (no comments from the peanut gallery). Well...the time came, and like all good chicks, he flew the coop.

Now, he's in Tennesee and I am here, and we don't get to see each other very often; so you can imagine my surpise when I get a call out of the blue that he wanted to come up the weekend of the 4th for a visit!

He better remember to bring me a birthday present.

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