Well, I'm here anyway.
An uneventful bus ride.
Always a good thing.
And I'm being introduced around as "My Mom", so I'm being called "Thomas' Mom" and "Hillary's Mom".
That's what being a good Mom gets you, right? Nary your own identity.
I'm told there are classes tomorrow, and the choir singing will happen in chapel.
So, I'll probably try to find a phone book and see if I can locate any of my friends who used to live here.
A cool coffee in the bookstore might also be in order.
Maybe I should go back to being Thomas' Mom now...
Until Hillary comes back from her gym thing.
Say hi to the kids from PA.ReplyDelete