Friday, June 28, 2013
Mai Tai, please.
Laundry is laundrying, suitcases are filling, snacks and surprises artfully hidden in the backpacks of traveling minors. Refrigerator divested of perishables. Mail service paused. Reservations confirmed, pet-sitters engaged. Favors asked and granted. By this time tomorrow, I will be three-thousand miles away - mind and body - and I would like a mai tai, please.