Get to the airport in Austin.
Screaming baby on the plane.
Screaming baby on the plane.
Screaming baby on the plane.
Take the subway home from O'Hare.
Screaming baby on the subway.
Screaming baby on the subway.
Un-pack.
Re-pack.
Today:
Got up this morning at 6:00.
Drove to Springfield for work-related meeting.
Screaming baby in the restaurant.
Screaming baby in the restaurant. . . .
I'm now in my hotel room in downtown Springfield.
I was just here two weeks ago.
I'm tired and cranky.
The screaming baby in tomorrow's meeting might be me.
you just miss texas
ReplyDeleteThey'll let those screaming babies go just about anywhere. But I can't smoke within 10 feet of a public space.
ReplyDelete*hee hee* I loved this post--nicely done! :)
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