Can't Talk, Coming Down

Oh man. You ever had one of those vacations when you come back and need another vacation? Well, its kinda like that with me.

Actually, it isn't that I need the rest - I just need to get used to being home.

Basically, I need some Grandma Detox. Spend a week somewhere and you get used to being treated a certain way. I feel like I have gone from the Waldorf-Astoria back to a Super 8.

None of this is an indictment against Daddy, of course, but he has a different way of showing his love than Grandma does. He seems to want to do things OTHER than play with me every second of the day.



Grandpa taught me how to play cards.