Here I sit at work
and I am sooooooo TIRED.
I've got up and walked around.
I got a cold drink of water,
I've done everything and I can't
seem to get out of this sleepy slump.
My Son called from Afghanistan last night,
it had been a while since we had
heard from him. It was good to hear
his voice and know he got there safely.
He says everything is very dirty...as in
dirt flies every where anywhere you go!
Nothing like a little grit mixed in your food!
My grandson almost got hit by a delivery truck.
Little stinker, was throwing a fit in the parking lot
of his pre-school and decided to run off and sit in
the middle of the road. Thank goodness the truck
driver saw my daughter run over to him to grab him.
He is going to summer school for the hard of hearing.
I think he heard his momma screaming at him!!!
Okay, that helped a little, talking I mean,
But I'm still tired. Thank goodness work
is almost over. I'm going to bed early tonight.
Unless my son calls again.... :)
1 comment:
oh, i'd have been a bit rattled about the grandson's close call. yikes!
and your son in afghanistan. i can only imagine the worries you'll endure...
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