Oh.My.God. Precious Oldest has returned to the Princeton on the Prairie. Precious Youngest is in a van driving across that same frozen prairie on her way to the State Debate tournament. Many, many, many miles from here. Hours and hours from here. She will not return until the wee hours of Sunday morning. Do you see where this is going? Do you? Do you really?
I came home from work to an eerily quiet house. And it hit me. No one here but me and the Saint for the next forty eight hours! My, my isn't that nice!* Whatever shall we do?
* Editor's note: Bonus points to anyone who understand this reference.