OKAY....

This last week was chocked full of hangovers, tears and laughter...thank heavens it ended in laughter because I am surprised that Wednesday night wasn't the death of me...not literally but mentally.

Anywho...at Diane's again, she is cooking ribs and I am waiting to kick some ass at dominoes. I applied for some more jobs today...one being a purchasing position so we will see.

Went car shopping Thursday...slowly dragging my gimpy leg from Wed. night shenanigans, I found a few prospects, but we will see.

We are at Clicks Thursday as per usual for good ole trusty happy hour and I begin to get texts from Holly...she is in Toronto to witness the kids get their star in Canada...anyway as luck seems to boil out of her...we are leaving the bar and she calls me...oh but it wasn't her on the other end of the phone...it was...drum roll...Dave Foley...yes my husband.

He asks for me, I smile knowing that it is him but he still feels the need to say who it is...and I tell him "it's about damn time you call me"....I was grinning from ear to ear wishing like mad that I was there. We talked for some time...he remembered me from Dallas....chit chat chit chat and it was over. Then I talked to Bruce last night...but for real...I love my Dave.

I am begining to suffer from unendurable amounts of boredom at home. I swear if I clean anymore there will be no paint left to speak of.

Not much of an update...my posts have been pretty cut and dry....I have some pictures of me as a kiddo that I want to post but have to wait until I'm home to do that.

As always...xoxo...much love.