I'm still whining....

Happy Birthday, Mother.

We celebrated with dinner at Michael's Harborside.  I enjoyed a delicious Boddington's Ale.  Tonight's inappropriate dinner conversation included a discussion about employees cheating on their spouses with workmates and about another who talks too openly about masturbation.

Meanwhile, on a more wholesome but sad topic, Joey has six days before he heads out to Washington.... (see him starting to fade, like Michael J Fox in Back to the Future?).

I am still reeling from Bret leaving (I keep thinking about him with his little army backpack heading  into the Boston recruiting office and taking a quick look back at me...kills me).

Now I'll have the same thing with Joey.  I can't take it.