Mrs. TBF had bidness to attend to last week while we were both in the U.S., so it was just me in Florida with the folks from Sunday night to Wednesday morning.
While I was there, I started to get an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach when it dawned on me that Mrs. TBF wasn't there to carry my stuff. I mentioned this dilemma to my mom, and (exactly as hoped) she very graciously volunteered to be my P.S.C.H (personal sunglasses case holder).
Thanks, mom!
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