My theory is that most crimes of passion are committed by people suffering from sleep deprivation. Having just awakened from a nap after two weeks of Christmas vacation with my family, I am sticking to this theory, and it explains why my mother remembers nothing of our early childhood years, why I regret most of what I recall of my own children’s early childhood years, and why old people delight in napping the day away. All I can say is, I’m sorry and always remember to let sleeping parents lie. Lay. Lie. Whatever.
You made me laugh. Out loud. Lucky you for only having TWO weeks of Christmas vacation . . .