Missing Wife

I thought, before things go too far, that I would let it be known that my wife is missing.  Nothing to be alarmed about, but just in case, I wanted to get this on the record.  Don't want anyone suspecting dear old Ken.  Especially since I have been moving some dirt out of the crawl-space/tunnel with a wheelbarrow.  That has nothing to do with anything other than I wanted to clear some of the dirt out before I put the lawn furniture down there for the winter.  If only we lived in a climate where we could just leave the stuff out all year round.  

Last week-end we went to Toronto to help with moving Emma and family to new digs.  Suhitha's parents, Kumari(mother) and Nalaka(father), also were helping and had their mini-van, too.  These people worked their hind quarters off.  It's no wonder they are so successful in life.  The "kids" new house is very nice.  Older, but in good shape.  The rooms are large and have nice(to me) wood floors.  There is a front and back yard with grass.  There is a parkette very nearby.  The neighborhood is a mixture of younger families in condos and older people in houses, broadly speaking.  For details, check Facebook, if you are interested.

Nalaka and Kumari left Monday afternoon.  There was a cricket game he wanted to see.  I left shortly after them, bringing Luke back.  Brooke was to come later.  Not that day, but whenever.  Since their phone service wasn't in yet, I couldn't call and check on her.  I really wanted to but couldn't.  Please print out and save a copy of this, just in case.
I got home Monday night and Brooke hasn't shown up yet. It's Friday.  I'm not worried yet because with Brooke you estimate how long it will take her to do something, double that and then double that again.

I really, really hope she is all right.  Who would edit my copy?  I think I'll get drunk and listen to Conway Twitty, George Jones etc. It's funny though, I've been doing some strange things.  Digging in the tunnel and I got my air mattress out of the garage to see if I could fix the leak in it.  The last time I was with Brooke we slept on an air mattress together.  
P.S.  Just forget what I said about printing this out.

Hey, how about those Tigers.  I watched them close out the series with Oakland last night.