After a family trip to Virginia
I had a laundry list
of things to do.
I found myself
answering an unexpected phone call
(as I ran here and there; thither and yon)
from my parents.
It went something like this:
(them) Hey Jen!
(me) Hey what?!?
(them) We're bringing dinner over tonight;
and it WAS.
Home-cooked, delivered hot, and eaten outside on the patio on a perfect summer night.
(and they are perfect in my book, too.)