23 July 2011
51 years old
This morning at breakfast, Ali was a little glum. As usual she didn’t want to go to Greek school. Suddenly, Craig reached into her bowl of Rice Bubbles, removed a single bubble and stuck it to the end of his nose. Then he grabbed another, licked it, and put it under his left eye, like a stie. He then proceeded to do an impression of the wicked witch of the west. Ali and I laughed hysterically.
Last year on this blog I posted an email to a friend from 1994, recounting how I meet Craig; today I will simply say, So glad I met you seventeen years ago today. xxx