We hosted four of the Big Seven the other day Chez Roberts. I gave the kids a day off from camp, because… well… They didn’t feel much like going and I didn’t feel much like spending three hours in the car.
So, instead, they spent the day watching TV, playing cards, snacking, and playing Dressup.
Pride was here briefly, but didn’t stay long. I’d like to say it was Greed that made me accept the terms of my separation, but it was more Wrath egging me on. I still haven’t been able to pay my emergency room bills from a while back. And then there’s Dylan’s surgery coming up.
Come on in and make yourself comfortable, Wrathster, my man. Want a beer?