Palling Around

Very nice moment at the White House, boys. Lovely, really. I have decided that when Laura Bush moves back to Dallas, I am going to make her my new friend. I know that we probably disagree on a few political matters, but I am intrigued by what she doesn’t say, which is a lot. And I bet we have much in common. One of our old babysitters lived in her room at SMU. We are both moms of two girls. We love words and books, and most important, have dealt with ditzy male people. Anyway, I have a hunch about Laura. I think she’s smart, and I’m sure she has weathered more than we know. I like her. I hope she likes me.