My husband and my white suburban have been gone since last Thursday. They drove South to experience the joys that are CES (something electronics show) in Las Vegas. I’m hoping that Ryan has a good time and a successful trade show, although I wouldn’t really know, since I’ve only talked to him thrice since he left. (Maybe he’ll read the blog to find out what we’re up to–who knows?)

Yes, I’m a single mother. Not only that, I’m a single mother with one car.

The kids apparently remember that Dad’s not here, but they seem to forgotten about the car. Today when I told them we were going to the library (I’m sure they’ll let me come back, if I just pay that pesky $5.20 fine), Natalie said, “Can we go in the white car?”
“Sure, honey,” I told her, “why don’t you go out and get in the white car. I’ll meet you out there.”

Observant, isn’t she?