Today's FOUR letter word?
SNOW! ARGH! The kids are home from school.
I'm supposed to head out for a girls night away from home tomorrow to meet my dear friend Gen in Boston. Gen and I used to live and play in Boston. We attended BC. We drank alcoholic beverages with cute boy/men, ate pancakes at the IHOP while nursing hangovers and took aerobics classes religiously at Esposito's gym (where the buff boy/men lifted weights.) Gen and I complement and compliment eachother well.
Girls night out means sleeping in a bed made by a stranger in a room vacuumed by a stranger with a bathroom cleaned by a stranger. Rumor has it I am allowed to leave said room with the bed tussy mussied, the bathroom strewn with soppy towels and a ten dollar bill on the nightstand to say thank you to the stranger. Perhaps if my maiden and last names did not end in vowels I could acconmplish this feat of rudeness.
I make the hotel bed and I clean up the bathroom, leaving the towels in a neat pile, the sink clear of toothpaste splurbles, the dark hair that proves my Italian/neanderthal roots out of the tub.
Call Hertz - I need to rent a plow, I am going to Boston tomorrow.