Buster and I left the house yesterday morning for Camp T. L. James for a Cub Scout “Dad and Lad” weekend, only for us it wasn’t a weekend–it was an all-day-Saturday-and-come-home-really-late-Saturday-night thing, since I had to be at church this morning. It turned out to be a 13-hour day for both of us. [...]
Know Tea
I have a headache, Mr Poet. May I chapel to the lost room and treat?
