happy thanksgiving

my wife, i think i'll keep her

Robin got home yesterday morning, which according to her jet-lagged clock was more like bedtime. She took a nap during the day and slept more than 12 hours last night, so gradually she’s getting back to normal. But she ain’t there yet.

Still, she has her priorities set. When she finally woke up this morning, not long after noon, she said “go get that Houston disc!” And she spent the next three hours watching Bruce circa 1978.

Then this evening, we watched four straight episodes of Sons of Anarchy. What a sweetie pie she is!