There's nothing like realizing that your passport is at your mother's house 72 hours before leaving the country. That could have been unfortunate. Thank god for overnight mail. And for kind family members willing to run to the post office tomorrow morning. Good grief. I need to get my act together.
PS. I love Kim Delaney. Even when she gets shit for plots.
PS. I love Kim Delaney. Even when she gets shit for plots.