The day of the big talk, I got a parking ticket for parking in a spot that was not well marked as only for service vehicles. How was I to know what those white and yellow dashes meant? There was NO sign! $25 ticket. Blast it. The talk went great and both Mom and Vicki left today. We spent the evening recovering from four full days of non-stop activity. We even went to an antique store this morning and I got an 1890s chair.
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