People. PEOPLE. Poor Otto; he read the comments on that last post (and a few others) and turned to me, shell-shocked, and said, “People say THESE THINGS knowing that YOUR PARENTS read your site. The THINGS they IMPLY. I can’t get over it.”
(This from a man who likes his LL Bean chinos with a side of innuendo. Hmph.)
Anyway, he would still be indignant, I think, if either of us had the energy to care. Or move. Tonight is our last night together, and we are completely spent. I’ve been using muscles that I didn’t even know I had. We are sore and exhausted from moving in tandem for most of the day, back and forth, back and forth….
What? We were busy sealing the driveway.