Leftovers

Oh no - my parents have gone home!  Not only do I have to, yet again, assume full parental responsibilities, but I've lost any reasonable excuse to go to The Cheesecake Factory (my dad had their shepherd's pie, as usual).

While they were here they booked their next trip, which is the way I like it.  In the meantime, if anyone in the 70-85 age bracket wants to hang out with a toddler and buy us meals at chain restaurants, please apply at the usual address.

* not my actual parents.