It was a busy weekend.
We’ve been moving Mom into a new place closer to me and it’s as overwhelming as moving always is.
When I staggered home last night, I actually let the kid mix me a drink, like Auntie Mame would. Egg nog and dark rum. The kid, it turns out, has a generous pour. I was asleep by 9:15.
Mom’s new place is just around the corner, and wal…
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