A certain Nashville musician had his eye balls PRK'd about forty five minutes ago and this momma wishes she was there. It's not like I could do anything and he already has a perfect nurse right there with him. I just want to SEE him and know he's OK. I don't care how old our offspring get--they are still our kids--just lots bigger and totally capable of taking care of themselves. Seriously...I need to get a life. (eyeroll)
With that in mind, its time for me to get on with my day. More later.
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