Email from Boca
Biggy had to go to Boca Raton for a bizness meeting this morning. Being that he's busting a gut to rack up the Father of the Year points, he left after Lo's softball practice last night and was scheduled to depart for home a little after 1 this afternoon. In other words, the plan was that his daughter wouldn't go a single minute past the usual not-seeing her dad. But, alas, here's the most recent in a string of messages from my husband:
Subject: Re: Lola
Date: March 4, 2008 3:24:39 PM EST
Now we're not departing until 4:30. In case you lost track, that's 3 hours past the original departure time. So assuming I get home at 7:30 that will be 24 hours spent travelling for a 6 minute meeting which equates to 4hours of travel per minute of meeting. Awesome. Oh, and my plane is full of ugly people.
Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld