Drowning Our Sorrows
We are working out some kinks with our housing project and there are all kinds of frustrated people and conflicts, which Richard and I always have a hard time with.
Last night after a (fairly fruitless) meeting, we got the girls to sleep and decided to drown our sorrows with gas station nachos. Lemme tell ya, if you are trying to quit the sauce, nachos might be a good substitute. We got drunk on the queso and watched Dick Cheney and all was right in the world.
Now if we could just get the dang house done...
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