It's okay to count the minutes...

Spent the day with a man I love. Well, spent a good 45 minutes before he was called away on urgent business. He tried diplomatically to argue his way out of it but it was not to be. They wouldn't take no for an answer.

Maybe I should be more like that. I wanted to argue my case--"Listen darlin', I am up from Alabama, I haven't seen him in over a year and I am leaving tomorrow. I understand that this is serious but we don't see how he can help you any more than he has. Please let me enjoy my four hours, please." But no.

Still, I guess we're experts at the stolen moment. And a few of them, some cannoli and espresso are better than nothing at all.