Wednesday, July 21, 2010
A Brief, Shining Moment of Sanity
Sheridan is at his camp. Rowan is at her school.
I am sitting at a Starbucks inside a Barnes and Noble, sipping a cafe mocha and eathing a spinach and artichoke quiche.
It is quiet, and I do not need eyes in the back of my head to track any errant four year olds.
All is well.