I couldn't sleep last night. I mentioned it in comments this morning, about my crazy dream and my fears that saying Yes to Roger was a huge mistake. So I called Roger at 9 a.m. this morning, got his voice mail, left a message, told him NO WAY could I run to Vegas over New Years! I'm a mother! I said. I'm an Avon Lady! I said. And oh boy, you are cute and you seem like a ton of fun! But I am too nervous and even a wee bit old fashioned! Can we at least meet for coffee or something, take it from there?
