Friday night.
The president was in town today, kind of a big deal.
I missed going outside to watch everyone watch for him while I watched for him. Instead, I stayed inside, ate cheese and apples, wrote my work stuff, and enjoyed listening to the voice in my head say, "Good, now you can play hookie on Monday."
After all, Monday is President's Day.
Or Presidents' Day.
Or simply, Presidents Day.
Editor's choice.
:)
