Poor Sam fell this morning, just before school, cut his lip with blood gushing everywhere. It's a hard-knock life when you have to take Motrin for pain at 7AM.
Matt and I met for lunch (a rare treat) at Pancho's authentic Mexican restaurant, then I met my favorite writer friend for coffee at Monon. I'm beginning to really like school days...some time off for good behavior.
Good thing I didn't go to Hubbards & Cravens this afternoon, so I heard. Yikes.
Being around a writer makes me want to write. Time to dabble in some fiction...
Oh, my, it's October 15th!
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