My husband has been gone all weekend again.
He forgot both cell phones.
My mother didn't feel like coming over to visit (help).
I grocery shopped, went to Toys r Us to redeem gift cards (the worst gift ever for parents of the birthday child!). Took the kids to Karate Kid (the new one - it's good!). I took the kids to a Native American festival (Hello, many animal hides), a Scottish Highland festival (Hello, many kilted knees of men eating haggis playing bagpipes), and Founders Day Fireworks at 9:45 at night (Hello, mosquitos). Can I get an Amen?!
I am going to do my best to be positive and happy and not say negative things when he gets home later.
We'll see if he thinks I've lost my wing-nuts. Or that I'm drunk or medicated.
I'll let you know how long that lasts.