While our chicks were away, Dude and I decided it would be too depressing to sit in our empty nests in Los Angeles as the rain came down. And came down. And came down.
(Since it's my ex's turn to get our boys for Christmas this year, I had my "Christmas" with the boys one week early, and so far as I'm concerned the rest is details.)
We went to New York for a few days. Down the hall from our hotel room, some kind of private security was standing guard outside a suite 24/7. We passed the security guards so often en route to the elevators that we practically established relationships with them (two men, one woman, and none of them were going home for Xmas).
And yet we never learned who was inside the suite necessitating this kind of attention.
"We will never ever know," I said darkly to Dude as we left for the airport. "It will be yet another of life's unanswered questions."
I think he might have grunted in response.
(Since it's my ex's turn to get our boys for Christmas this year, I had my "Christmas" with the boys one week early, and so far as I'm concerned the rest is details.)
We went to New York for a few days. Down the hall from our hotel room, some kind of private security was standing guard outside a suite 24/7. We passed the security guards so often en route to the elevators that we practically established relationships with them (two men, one woman, and none of them were going home for Xmas).
And yet we never learned who was inside the suite necessitating this kind of attention.
"We will never ever know," I said darkly to Dude as we left for the airport. "It will be yet another of life's unanswered questions."
I think he might have grunted in response.

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