Young son: "Stop pretending to be a mother!"--Weeds
"Less talk, more eat!"--ibid.
Dreamed of a western about a woman successfully investing in mines; a non-existent article in The New Yorker about the Unsinkable Molly Brown's husband (who didn't really reunite with her after the Titanic sinking--the musical ended with an audience-pleasing lie!).
Went shopping.
We ate out at Red Lobster, and Donald came with us.
Headache!
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