Today with my son went a long way towards restoring my faith in men.
He made cheddar cheese sandwiches for us so that we'd have something for lunch.
He came home from playing with local friends because I'd promised him we'd play chess.
And he called from a friends house to say that he was invited to stay for dinner, but he didn't want me to be lonely. If I did feel sad, he thought Inky the cat would eat with me.
Well, as it turns out, Inky is nuts about corn bread. So I don't think I'll eat by myself. I better bring the spray bottle. It's bad enough the cats sleep on the chairs -- they've got a lot of gall to try to get on the table.
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