Sometimes Friday is akin to that childhood dinner plate. You’ve eaten the chicken, devoured the roll and butter, finished most of your mashed potatoes and now all that remain are the mushy cooled off peas. Mom says no dessert till my plate is clean—even if it takes all night. Will I get my dessert (weekend) this day?
June 5, 2009
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