My wife, Wendy, has broken a rib, so the weekend has taken an ugly turn. She’s been through this before, and it’s not a pleasant scene. There’s no treatment available; all she can do is suffer for the next few weeks. I’m wishing we could get a do-over on this day…but c’est la vie. Sorry for the downer post, but I’ll pick up with more frivolity Sunday. See you soon.
Books by Robert Jeschonek