It's been about 15 years since I last met Carol, and Friday night I'll be spending a couple of hours with her. At school. In my library. She's delightful, really. It'll be a privilege, honestly. It's just that this time, since I'm the host, I'll be the one entertaining her.
UPDATE:
A little kindergarten boy says to me today, "I just wet my pants."
Me: "Are you serious?"
Kid: "Yep."
Teacher: "Again?!"
Kid: "Uh huh."
Me: "Did it get on the couch?"
Kid: "Yeah."
Teacher: "Your mom is going to be mad!"
Me: "Carol Channing's going to be mad. She'll be sitting on that couch."
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