One loyal reader asked if I would blog about my romantic home-coming rendezvous with R.
Erm, no. I know I freely share the nitty gritty details of my life, but I'm afraid some material is off limits.
It did occur to me, though, that I may not want to be pecking at the keyboard this evening. Plus, Sweet Potato is hoping for a dinner out on the town to celebrate their long-awaited return. Sweet Potato and I will really use any excuse for a dinner out. Obo, too, if he were here.
So I thought I'd better post while Buckaroo naps. He had a playdate with the FMF this morning so I could do a bit of scrub bubbing around the house. In case you were wondering, I'm not known for my domestic aptitude. I don't think there's anyone out there saying, "That Tricia, she sure is a tidy girl!" I do enjoy a tidy house, and I especially like to read a book in my tidy house-- or write a little something. The thing is, I'd also rather read and write in my messy house than take the time to make it tidy. You see where this leaves me-- with a tidy husband!
This morning, though, I whizzed around here like nobody's business, and it's all shiny. I even made brownies, wheat-free from a Trader Joe's mix-- well, like I said, I'm no Martha Stewart.
And Buckaroo has awakened.
Sweet Potato and R have just left Denver and will arrive this evening! Yippee!
Erm, no. I know I freely share the nitty gritty details of my life, but I'm afraid some material is off limits.
It did occur to me, though, that I may not want to be pecking at the keyboard this evening. Plus, Sweet Potato is hoping for a dinner out on the town to celebrate their long-awaited return. Sweet Potato and I will really use any excuse for a dinner out. Obo, too, if he were here.
So I thought I'd better post while Buckaroo naps. He had a playdate with the FMF this morning so I could do a bit of scrub bubbing around the house. In case you were wondering, I'm not known for my domestic aptitude. I don't think there's anyone out there saying, "That Tricia, she sure is a tidy girl!" I do enjoy a tidy house, and I especially like to read a book in my tidy house-- or write a little something. The thing is, I'd also rather read and write in my messy house than take the time to make it tidy. You see where this leaves me-- with a tidy husband!
This morning, though, I whizzed around here like nobody's business, and it's all shiny. I even made brownies, wheat-free from a Trader Joe's mix-- well, like I said, I'm no Martha Stewart.
And Buckaroo has awakened.
Sweet Potato and R have just left Denver and will arrive this evening! Yippee!
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