Napa Day 1: Mark is an a**hole

Last night, in anticipation of leaving my sweet baby girl for three days, I made Mark swear that he'd call me ASAP if anything happened. He laughed at me, so I got a little bit tearier and whinier and he capitulated, as he's wont to do when I get a little teary and whiny.

So I land in Napa a little before noon, and like the good spouse that I am, I texted him to let him know that I was on the ground. The following is the text message exchange that ensued.

As I said, Mark is an asshole.