I find myself saying "The Last" a lot this year. Then I sniffle. And then I think..."Oh grow the hell up".
So, anyway, here is my Colleen and The Boyfriend. Now, Dave and me...we don't especially like boyfriends. But this boy seems genuinely nice and he pays attention to her in all the good ways and she thinks he's pretty great, so I suppose we won't chase him away with a stick. And he impressed us a lot today by coming to pick her up in a totally clean and shiny black car. And sporting a dozen beautiful roses was kind of nice, too.
So they went off to the dance, and now here I sit, eating some warmed-over chili and an English muffin. It's Dave's weekend to work, so he won't be home until much later. And College John was too busy to talk to his mom on a Friday night. College kids. Hmph.
Hey...Wait. Here's that quiet evening to stitch that I've been wishing for for-almost-ever! Gotta go!