Woke up with a song in my head. Same song I walked down the aisle to when I married The Husband.
Little darling,
It's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling
It seems like years since it's been clear
Here comes the sun.
Here comes the sun.
And I say,
It's all right.
Little Warrior had surgery yesterday to remove her portacath. It went just fine. This morning was cheerios and bananas. And I've got lots of laundry to do. It looks like we can really-o, truly-o, go on our trip.
The trip is dead. Long live the trip.
Tee-hee.
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