What's a Girl to Do

When things appear to be circling dangerously close to the drain (I don't care what Fred Rogers says, I think you can get sucked down the drain); when her consumption of Girl Scout cookies is reaching truly concerning levels; when options seem few and unattractive?

What's a girl to do? Why, pack up the kid, get the hell out of town and see her friends, of course.

Check your calendars, midwesterners. You will feel a disturbance in the force late Sunday evening, and it will continue until Friday morning. Who can pencil me in?