It's been over a week since my last post. I've been a pretty busy lady. What have you been up to Tazzee? Well I'm glad you asked...
On Halloween we went to see Ledisi, Mint Condition and Eric Benet in concert. ToolTime, her new guy (who shall be nameless for now), Mr. Me and I had seats 5th row center of the orchestra pit. Prior to the concert we met up with SexyCool and her beau for dinner at The Harlem Bar. Dinner and the concert were great. We had a really nice time. The next morning, ToolTime and I hopped a plane for New Orleans to see the Falcons/Saints game. My visit to New Orleans was nice as always, but my Falcons lost... We got up bright and early Tuesday morning to fly back to ATL. I carried my sleepy tail to work while ToolTime took the day off. I should have taken the day off too.
My work week was SUPER busy. Each night I worked until 8pm or later. Friday I worked until 9 and that is unheard of - but I had to work late to avoid working over the weekend. I left Friday with plans to do some work over the weekend but once I got home that laptop never left the computer bag. I only see Mr. Me on the weekends and I'm not about to cut into our time with work - especially when I was here late every night.
Friday night, Mr. Me and I had a HUGE argument. Most would think it was small, but since we never argue it was huge to us. I mean we've had disagreements but this was a straight up argument with me saying curse words and him leaving to go for a walk. To calm myself down I took a bubble bath and put on some gospel music and cried. At no time did I think it was over between us or anything like that but I needed to get all that emotion out of me. By the time I got out of the tub, he was back. We talked, I cried some more and we fell asleep. The next morning I was still reeling from the effects of the night before (headache, puffy eyes) but all was well.
If I were to try to break it down, I would say that our relationship is 95% good and 5% not as good. That is why I make my 'why I love him' posts - so that during that 5% I can reflect. Well, Friday I didn't even think to come read my blog. I was on Twitter venting a bit and just like clockwork, Serenity reminded me of my 'Queen' post. I expect nothing less from that lady, LOL.
Saturday night I was invited to a birthday party for my stylist. There was a bit of a misunderstanding because I walked in with Mr. Me only to find that it was a Girls' Night Out type of function. After the night we had Friday, the last thing I wanted to do was be separated from my love, but I couldn't just leave and he didn't feel comfortable staying. So we were apart for about 2 hours. I had a good time being the karaoke host for the party but I was missing him the entire time. All the ladies at the party were married, had been married for a while and had kids. So I guess I could understand the need for a Girls Night Out. Maybe I'll be more into those functions when I get married - but until then, if you invite me on the weekend you're inviting Mr. Me. After the party Mr. Me came and got me and we met up with ToolTime and her guy for drinks. They went to the basketball game. Which, if I'd known the party was XX-chromosome only, Mr. Me and nameless could have gone to the game while ToolTime and I hung out with the ladies.... maybe.
Sunday was football. My Falcons won and the weather was perfect for tailgating. As a matter of fact, the weather was perfect the entire weekend. I am so glad I got a chance to enjoy it - so glad I didn't go into the office.
Next up - a trip to Charlotte, NC to see my Falcons play the Carolina Panthers. Mr. Me is going with us this time
Monday, November 09, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Parenting
Y'all - I am not sure if I'm ready for all this!!! Mr. Me keeps telling me that I will make a great Stepmother (although he hates the 'step' part - I'll keep it in there for now) and perhaps I should just believe him and stop worrying about it. I mean, his kids are almost grown...
One of the first things I told The Teen (that shall be his name for now on) was that education is VERY important to me. This was during the breakfast we had after Mr. Me and I got engaged. I explained to him that I expect him to do his best in school. The first time we ever met I stressed how 9th grade was very important - that's when his grades really start to count and he needed to get serious about school. He almost got left back in 8th grade due to his lackadaisical attitude toward school. Not turning in homework, being late to class...things like that. Mr. Me was ready to keep him back but the school decided it would be best for him to go on to 9th grade. I think they were just tired of dealing with him.
When The Teen found out he might get held back he was devastated!!! Or he acted like he was - he even posted a semi-suicidal note on FB - something like "I wish my life was over." Mr. Me's friends were calling him - folks were in an uproar. Shortly after, his Mom made him shut down his page.
Thing is The Teen is VERY intelligent. I can tell by the conversations we have. He's also very manipulative and thinks he knows everything. I think I posted about the first time I tried to help him with his homework - I truly wanted to shake (and shank) him. He was just straight up lazy with it. I kept having to send him back a few times to re-do his study cards. Then one time he emailed a project to me for me to proofread. I sent it back with some questions/suggestions and this little knee-grow questioned everything!!! We went back and forth a couple of times until I finally told him to go with his idea and let me know what the teacher says - since he knows everything.
The problem is, there's nothing you can take away from him to make him do right. Mr. Me has tried everything; television, internet, cell phone (he still doesn't have one), in-house restriction, punching him in the chest...you name it. The Teen even told me that he only does enough to pass - which he isn't doing that because if he were, he wouldn't have had to go to summer school and almost repeat the 8th grade.
So now he's in the 9th grade and he got two Fs on his first progress report. He was immediately placed on restriction. He was disappointed when he couldn't go to a football game, but for the most part he wasn't fazed. I partly fault Mr. Me because he doesn't stay on him about his homework. He asks The Teen if he's done the homework, he'll even look at it. But he doesn't do a thorough review of it. I know this will be my task when we get married and I'm ready for it. I'm just not ready to hold back the shake/shanking and curse words that will form in my head.
This past Friday night I was over and The Teen brought in his grades. He tried to put them underneath some other papers in Mr. Me's room - but he really wasn't trying to sneak because he did it right next to me. Mr. Me says that The Teen loves the attention he gets from me and I'm beginning to believe it. I pulled out the paper and The Teen is still failing two classes!!! His lowest score was a 67 in math - a class that he also had 13 unexcused absences - WTH?!?!!? What frustrates me is that Mr. Me has requested weekly progress reports from the school and they won't send them. But the kicker was when The Teen had the nerve to say he was proud of his 67 because he brought it up from a 50. I.WANTED.TO.CHOKE.HIM!!! I said "You're proud of an F?!?!?" The next statement in my mind was "Now that's some ole bull#$%&!!!" but I didn't say it. I told him that he had to do better.
A couple of times on Sunday, The Teen alluded to me buying him something. First he said he's expecting great things for Christmas. I told him that bad grades don't equal great things for Christmas. Later he mentioned a face painting kit for Halloween. I asked if the school was having a party and where was the letter. He replied that his cousin was doing it - I asked was his cousin getting Fs? To which he replied that his cousin was getting As and Bs. There you have it.
After another comment from him about getting something, I sent The Teen a long email. I explained that the only job he had was to obey his parents and do well in school. The parent's responsibility is food, clothing and shelter. When he doesn't do his job, he doesn't get anything extra and even the food, clothing and shelter is minimal. I explained that I do NOT reward bad grades. If he had a NEED, I would do my best to meet it but the wants are denied as long as he continues to fail at his job. When Mr. Me asked if he got the email - he had this big grin on his face and said yes. Mr. Me stressed again that The Teen loves the attention from me. Personally, I don't think this is cute. We went back and forth a few times in email and I thought he got it.
Then yesterday he sent me an email: "Can you take me to Party City Thursday? I need to pick up some things." I replied: "You're joking right? Are you still failing 2 classes? If so, then no." He replied: "Ok, Thanks anyway"
WTH?!?!!?
I think I need to start saving bail money because I'm sure I'll have to shank him before it's all over.
Continue praying for me folks...
One of the first things I told The Teen (that shall be his name for now on) was that education is VERY important to me. This was during the breakfast we had after Mr. Me and I got engaged. I explained to him that I expect him to do his best in school. The first time we ever met I stressed how 9th grade was very important - that's when his grades really start to count and he needed to get serious about school. He almost got left back in 8th grade due to his lackadaisical attitude toward school. Not turning in homework, being late to class...things like that. Mr. Me was ready to keep him back but the school decided it would be best for him to go on to 9th grade. I think they were just tired of dealing with him.
When The Teen found out he might get held back he was devastated!!! Or he acted like he was - he even posted a semi-suicidal note on FB - something like "I wish my life was over." Mr. Me's friends were calling him - folks were in an uproar. Shortly after, his Mom made him shut down his page.
Thing is The Teen is VERY intelligent. I can tell by the conversations we have. He's also very manipulative and thinks he knows everything. I think I posted about the first time I tried to help him with his homework - I truly wanted to shake (and shank) him. He was just straight up lazy with it. I kept having to send him back a few times to re-do his study cards. Then one time he emailed a project to me for me to proofread. I sent it back with some questions/suggestions and this little knee-grow questioned everything!!! We went back and forth a couple of times until I finally told him to go with his idea and let me know what the teacher says - since he knows everything.
The problem is, there's nothing you can take away from him to make him do right. Mr. Me has tried everything; television, internet, cell phone (he still doesn't have one), in-house restriction, punching him in the chest...you name it. The Teen even told me that he only does enough to pass - which he isn't doing that because if he were, he wouldn't have had to go to summer school and almost repeat the 8th grade.
So now he's in the 9th grade and he got two Fs on his first progress report. He was immediately placed on restriction. He was disappointed when he couldn't go to a football game, but for the most part he wasn't fazed. I partly fault Mr. Me because he doesn't stay on him about his homework. He asks The Teen if he's done the homework, he'll even look at it. But he doesn't do a thorough review of it. I know this will be my task when we get married and I'm ready for it. I'm just not ready to hold back the shake/shanking and curse words that will form in my head.
This past Friday night I was over and The Teen brought in his grades. He tried to put them underneath some other papers in Mr. Me's room - but he really wasn't trying to sneak because he did it right next to me. Mr. Me says that The Teen loves the attention he gets from me and I'm beginning to believe it. I pulled out the paper and The Teen is still failing two classes!!! His lowest score was a 67 in math - a class that he also had 13 unexcused absences - WTH?!?!!? What frustrates me is that Mr. Me has requested weekly progress reports from the school and they won't send them. But the kicker was when The Teen had the nerve to say he was proud of his 67 because he brought it up from a 50. I.WANTED.TO.CHOKE.HIM!!! I said "You're proud of an F?!?!?" The next statement in my mind was "Now that's some ole bull#$%&!!!" but I didn't say it. I told him that he had to do better.
A couple of times on Sunday, The Teen alluded to me buying him something. First he said he's expecting great things for Christmas. I told him that bad grades don't equal great things for Christmas. Later he mentioned a face painting kit for Halloween. I asked if the school was having a party and where was the letter. He replied that his cousin was doing it - I asked was his cousin getting Fs? To which he replied that his cousin was getting As and Bs. There you have it.
After another comment from him about getting something, I sent The Teen a long email. I explained that the only job he had was to obey his parents and do well in school. The parent's responsibility is food, clothing and shelter. When he doesn't do his job, he doesn't get anything extra and even the food, clothing and shelter is minimal. I explained that I do NOT reward bad grades. If he had a NEED, I would do my best to meet it but the wants are denied as long as he continues to fail at his job. When Mr. Me asked if he got the email - he had this big grin on his face and said yes. Mr. Me stressed again that The Teen loves the attention from me. Personally, I don't think this is cute. We went back and forth a few times in email and I thought he got it.
Then yesterday he sent me an email: "Can you take me to Party City Thursday? I need to pick up some things." I replied: "You're joking right? Are you still failing 2 classes? If so, then no." He replied: "Ok, Thanks anyway"
WTH?!?!!?
I think I need to start saving bail money because I'm sure I'll have to shank him before it's all over.
Continue praying for me folks...
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Queen
That's what I am. Mr. Me treats me like a queen and I love it!!! I never was the type to be pampered, but now that I've gotten a taste - there's no going back. I used to hear women say that they needed a man to treat them like a queen. Shoot, I even fell into that stream of thought - but I never really knew what that meant. I just said it because it seemed like something good to say. Now I know.
I think I've mentioned that Mr. Me ALWAYS gets the door for me. There are times when we're in a rush and I'll just go to the car door trying to get in the car. He's right behind me grabbing the door before I can. I think he's gotten used to my 'rushing' because lately he waits until he's at the door before he unlocks it. And every time - unless our stance is awkward - I give him a kiss on the lips and tell him thank you. Wait, that kiss might be more for me than for him ;-)
If we're walking and I have to stop and tie my shoes, he'll get on the ground and tie them for me. Now, Mr. Me is a foot taller than me so it takes a lot for him to get down there, but he does it every time. I love that!!!
Last weekend I bought a Swiff.er mop and was excited about using it. Mr. Me was in the kitchen cooking breakfast and I was planning to mop when he finished - well I get downstairs and he'd already mopped. I was a little disappointed and when I asked he just replied - 'it needed to be done, so I just did it while I waited for the water to boil.'
I shared with some folks on the MIA blog that he washed my clothes. Now this is one thing I repeatedly told him that I didn't want him to do. I just like my clothes washed a certain way. Well he stayed the night during the week one day. I left to go to work before him and when I talked to him later he said 'don't get upset...but I washed some clothes' He told me he just washed some t-shirts so I was fine with it. I thought he just grabbed some of my workout clothes. When I got home I pulled some of my delicates out the dryer and was a little upset - but he was so apologetic that I couldn't be mad. He wouldn't let me get away with the declaration that he is no longer to wash clothes...I'm thinking that will just be my job. No, he said that he will just learn how I like my clothes to be washed from now on. I have determined that I will just keep my delicates in a separate, hidden, hamper - just in case. While I was upset that my dress was placed in the washer and dryer - I couldn't help but appreciate him wanting to do yet another thing for me.
He never lets me carry anything. After the movie Friday night, I stopped to grab my trash so I could dispose of it on the way out the door - he quickly grabbed it from me. If we're walking out the house and I have something in my hands, he grabs it from me. During the summer, when he could stay over during the week, he ALWAYS took out my trash. Now I hate taking out the trash, LOL.
Let me make it clear, that none of these acts are done in a forceful, overbearing way. The independent, control freak that I am would not allow it. But he does it in a way that says I'm much too precious to do those things.
Most recently Mr. Me went tailgating with us. We've pretty much had an all-female tailgate for the past 7 years. We load up the truck, unpack, set up the grill, cook, etc. Well my boo pretty much took over this past Sunday. He manned the grill the entire time. ToolTime (control freak x 10) is our normal grillmaster but she sat back, relaxed and said she was going to let a man be a man.
There are many more ways that my fiance' spoils me but I just felt like listing a few. I always express my appreciation for these acts - I don't take him for granted in anyway. The thing is, I don't see this fading when we get married because I truly believe this is how he is. I see him displaying acts of chivalry with other women and I love it.
Yup, I'm a queen and I love being treated like royalty.
I think I've mentioned that Mr. Me ALWAYS gets the door for me. There are times when we're in a rush and I'll just go to the car door trying to get in the car. He's right behind me grabbing the door before I can. I think he's gotten used to my 'rushing' because lately he waits until he's at the door before he unlocks it. And every time - unless our stance is awkward - I give him a kiss on the lips and tell him thank you. Wait, that kiss might be more for me than for him ;-)
If we're walking and I have to stop and tie my shoes, he'll get on the ground and tie them for me. Now, Mr. Me is a foot taller than me so it takes a lot for him to get down there, but he does it every time. I love that!!!
Last weekend I bought a Swiff.er mop and was excited about using it. Mr. Me was in the kitchen cooking breakfast and I was planning to mop when he finished - well I get downstairs and he'd already mopped. I was a little disappointed and when I asked he just replied - 'it needed to be done, so I just did it while I waited for the water to boil.'
I shared with some folks on the MIA blog that he washed my clothes. Now this is one thing I repeatedly told him that I didn't want him to do. I just like my clothes washed a certain way. Well he stayed the night during the week one day. I left to go to work before him and when I talked to him later he said 'don't get upset...but I washed some clothes' He told me he just washed some t-shirts so I was fine with it. I thought he just grabbed some of my workout clothes. When I got home I pulled some of my delicates out the dryer and was a little upset - but he was so apologetic that I couldn't be mad. He wouldn't let me get away with the declaration that he is no longer to wash clothes...I'm thinking that will just be my job. No, he said that he will just learn how I like my clothes to be washed from now on. I have determined that I will just keep my delicates in a separate, hidden, hamper - just in case. While I was upset that my dress was placed in the washer and dryer - I couldn't help but appreciate him wanting to do yet another thing for me.
He never lets me carry anything. After the movie Friday night, I stopped to grab my trash so I could dispose of it on the way out the door - he quickly grabbed it from me. If we're walking out the house and I have something in my hands, he grabs it from me. During the summer, when he could stay over during the week, he ALWAYS took out my trash. Now I hate taking out the trash, LOL.
Let me make it clear, that none of these acts are done in a forceful, overbearing way. The independent, control freak that I am would not allow it. But he does it in a way that says I'm much too precious to do those things.
Most recently Mr. Me went tailgating with us. We've pretty much had an all-female tailgate for the past 7 years. We load up the truck, unpack, set up the grill, cook, etc. Well my boo pretty much took over this past Sunday. He manned the grill the entire time. ToolTime (control freak x 10) is our normal grillmaster but she sat back, relaxed and said she was going to let a man be a man.
There are many more ways that my fiance' spoils me but I just felt like listing a few. I always express my appreciation for these acts - I don't take him for granted in anyway. The thing is, I don't see this fading when we get married because I truly believe this is how he is. I see him displaying acts of chivalry with other women and I love it.
Yup, I'm a queen and I love being treated like royalty.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
No Weddingmoon
Nope - we won't be saying our vows on the island. Apparently we have to 'establish residency' in Antigua before we can get married, therefore we have to be there 48 hours before getting married. Not gonna work. I can't imagine flying to that beautiful island and then waiting 2 (well it would have been three) days before we got married. I want to enjoy the entire stay with my HUSBAND. Mr. Me agrees, so we are back to saying our vows here before heading to our honeymoon.
This just reminded me - I need to get on the pastor's schedule to be married...DONE!
So Mr. Me and I were talking about saying our vows in the pastor's office. We were planning to invite the same friends that were going to come to Antigua with us - then that idea morphed into saying vows in my living room, then going out to dinner. So I called ToolTime to let her know that she doesn't need to book a trip to Antigua, she can go on the TJMS cruise with Thumbelina. Before we got off the phone, the quick saying of the vows in my living became a quaint little outdoor ceremony at her house... Ahh that ToolTime, if you tell her something you must be prepared for a better idea coming shortly after.
I told her if she can make it happen, I'm OK with that. I've completed my assignment - I got on the pastor's schedule. After the 'ceremony', we'll go grab a bite to eat - then Mr. Me and I will be staying the night in some honeymoon suite here in the city before hopping on the plane to Antigua the next morning.
That's the plan...as of today, LOL. As you've read over the past month or so, I might change my mind. What won't change is our honeymoon. That deposit has been paid.
Next up - my meeting with my financial planner and then the two of us meeting with the financial planner. Now THAT will be interesting.
This just reminded me - I need to get on the pastor's schedule to be married...DONE!
So Mr. Me and I were talking about saying our vows in the pastor's office. We were planning to invite the same friends that were going to come to Antigua with us - then that idea morphed into saying vows in my living room, then going out to dinner. So I called ToolTime to let her know that she doesn't need to book a trip to Antigua, she can go on the TJMS cruise with Thumbelina. Before we got off the phone, the quick saying of the vows in my living became a quaint little outdoor ceremony at her house... Ahh that ToolTime, if you tell her something you must be prepared for a better idea coming shortly after.
I told her if she can make it happen, I'm OK with that. I've completed my assignment - I got on the pastor's schedule. After the 'ceremony', we'll go grab a bite to eat - then Mr. Me and I will be staying the night in some honeymoon suite here in the city before hopping on the plane to Antigua the next morning.
That's the plan...as of today, LOL. As you've read over the past month or so, I might change my mind. What won't change is our honeymoon. That deposit has been paid.
Next up - my meeting with my financial planner and then the two of us meeting with the financial planner. Now THAT will be interesting.
Monday, October 12, 2009
A Good Weekend
This past Friday was ToolTime's birthday. My birthday present to her was the Maxwell concert on Monday night. I was also fortunate enough to get someone to buy my ticket so I could stay home and watch MNF - so that worked out perfectly.
Friday night we had dinner and the plan was to hit up a couple of spots. The goal was to go dancing. Unfortunately the Hip Hop awards crowd destroyed those plans, every place we tried to go had a line around the building - before 10! Normally we can hit a spot before 10, get in fast and free, and then leave before the youngins are ready to party. Not the case this past weekend. We even attempted to go bowling but the line was out the door there too. So we ended the night listening to some live music. I got home around 2am. Mr. Me and I were supposed to go to new members' class Saturday at 9am, that didn't happen.
Saturday was fairly relaxing - I don't think we got out of bed until around noon. The problem is, I was up by 7am - I can't sleep late. So I chatted on the phone for a little while, surfed the net and washed some clothes while waiting for Mr. Me to wake up. Then he and I lounged in the bed for a while. By the time we got up, I was starving but we had to hit the gym first. So we worked out and then grabbed some lunch. After we showered and I washed my hair we hit the streets to run some errands before getting ready for ToolTime's party. All I'm going to say about that party is - we didn't leave her house until 2:30 and although I only had 3 drinks - something didn't mix right because I was left with a horrible headache.
We didn't make it to church Sunday.... I did check out service on the internet and there was a visiting preacher that I couldn't get with. Mr. Me told ToolTime that I was on punishment - I couldn't come out and play with her anymore, LOL. So Sunday was another lazy day - I actually didn't leave the house. Mr. Me went and got breakfast for us - after breakfast we took a 'nap' and then when it was time for my Falcons to play, he went to get dinner for us. It was one time I was glad he's not a Falcons fan because he didn't care about missing part of the game.
After football we started the second lesson in our premarital workbook. I really love going through this workbook with him. This session focused on our differences and similarities. There was a section that gave us interview questions to discuss with one another. When I first glanced through the questions I thought they would be pretty easy - that we already knew all this stuff about one another. Well there were some interesting revelations during our interview. Nothing earth shattering or negative - just stuff I did not know about my fiance'. Unfortunately, I fell asleep during the interview questions (it was approaching 10pm and there were A LOT of questions) so we didn't finish this section. I guess we'll have to double up this weekend.
All in all it was a great weekend. I can't wait until we get to the point where we don't have to say goodbye after the weekend. Mr. Me keeps saying we should just run to the justice of the peace 'tomorrow' but I always say no. One of these days I might just take him up on that offer - but not before we finish our workbook, I love the new revelations.
OOOH! I just got a call that I'm going to see my boo after work. He stayed the night last night because the kids are out of school - apparently he left the keys to his work truck in my car. Monday is his paperwork day so he doesn't need the truck - so he's going to drive my other car to go hang out with the kids today and will be back at my house when I get home. Lemme get off this blog so I can get to working - I gotta leave on time today!!!
Friday night we had dinner and the plan was to hit up a couple of spots. The goal was to go dancing. Unfortunately the Hip Hop awards crowd destroyed those plans, every place we tried to go had a line around the building - before 10! Normally we can hit a spot before 10, get in fast and free, and then leave before the youngins are ready to party. Not the case this past weekend. We even attempted to go bowling but the line was out the door there too. So we ended the night listening to some live music. I got home around 2am. Mr. Me and I were supposed to go to new members' class Saturday at 9am, that didn't happen.
Saturday was fairly relaxing - I don't think we got out of bed until around noon. The problem is, I was up by 7am - I can't sleep late. So I chatted on the phone for a little while, surfed the net and washed some clothes while waiting for Mr. Me to wake up. Then he and I lounged in the bed for a while. By the time we got up, I was starving but we had to hit the gym first. So we worked out and then grabbed some lunch. After we showered and I washed my hair we hit the streets to run some errands before getting ready for ToolTime's party. All I'm going to say about that party is - we didn't leave her house until 2:30 and although I only had 3 drinks - something didn't mix right because I was left with a horrible headache.
We didn't make it to church Sunday.... I did check out service on the internet and there was a visiting preacher that I couldn't get with. Mr. Me told ToolTime that I was on punishment - I couldn't come out and play with her anymore, LOL. So Sunday was another lazy day - I actually didn't leave the house. Mr. Me went and got breakfast for us - after breakfast we took a 'nap' and then when it was time for my Falcons to play, he went to get dinner for us. It was one time I was glad he's not a Falcons fan because he didn't care about missing part of the game.
After football we started the second lesson in our premarital workbook. I really love going through this workbook with him. This session focused on our differences and similarities. There was a section that gave us interview questions to discuss with one another. When I first glanced through the questions I thought they would be pretty easy - that we already knew all this stuff about one another. Well there were some interesting revelations during our interview. Nothing earth shattering or negative - just stuff I did not know about my fiance'. Unfortunately, I fell asleep during the interview questions (it was approaching 10pm and there were A LOT of questions) so we didn't finish this section. I guess we'll have to double up this weekend.
All in all it was a great weekend. I can't wait until we get to the point where we don't have to say goodbye after the weekend. Mr. Me keeps saying we should just run to the justice of the peace 'tomorrow' but I always say no. One of these days I might just take him up on that offer - but not before we finish our workbook, I love the new revelations.
OOOH! I just got a call that I'm going to see my boo after work. He stayed the night last night because the kids are out of school - apparently he left the keys to his work truck in my car. Monday is his paperwork day so he doesn't need the truck - so he's going to drive my other car to go hang out with the kids today and will be back at my house when I get home. Lemme get off this blog so I can get to working - I gotta leave on time today!!!
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