Amsterdam might be (is, likely) a bust…but there’s still Ireland.
We need more toes and fingers to cross…we can’t keep going on like this. Are we being spoiled to be desiring James get a contract soon so we can get a hot lunch/dinner again, one that’s not instant soup?
Crossing our fingers so we can have some macorni and cheese, and a burger. Maybe spaghetti and meatballs. Fries (or, chips, rather, as the case may be in England). We’re spoiled.
Crossing fingers. Crossing toes. WE NEED MORE FINGERS AND TOES!