At Least They're Committed

Hahahahaha! Oh, ouch. My head! It’s the annual retreat weekend and that means the team is locked away in a Chicago hotel brainstorming . . . and drinking Woodford Reserve and beer and I’m here drinking wine and Brian and I are texting and drunk texting and now, in the morning, I’m reading over what we wrote and I had wondered why I had Art Garfunkel’s “I love you and that’s all I know” stuck in my head and now I know. Hahahaha! Ouch!