Boy. I’m glad I didn’t read that until this morning. I would have gone out and gotten a box of Pink Drink and some Mustard-Onion pretzels and commiserated with you from 2500 miles away!!!
I bet we could almost make up a new language by texting while under the influence, eh?
Good morning. I’ve calmed down. Now I’m trying, again, to teach James to do long division. Tom is antihelping.