Weekend Visitor
R’s coming back for the weekend! *skip* I’m really happy about this. Not only because I miss the big lug but I wanted him around for Mother’s Day. The big plan is going to see Iron Man with the kid but it’d be a lot more fun with R. Mostly because I don’t REALLY want to see it - but both R and the kid do.
And then there’s the tiny, little, small issue of his birthday Tuesday - which I have yet to shop for. Yet to shop for puts a crimp in the “mailing it to San Diego in time for his birthday” plan.
Now that he’ll be back, I don’t have to mail it, you see? Ha?!
I hate mail. It’s 2008 - why must we still even use it?
I can’t tell you what I’m getting him in case he reads this, which I doubt he will due to the fact that after nearly 4 years together - THE JIG IS UP. I HAVE NO MORE SECRETS. But the chance is there that I’ll ruin the surprise and, boy, did I outdo myself in the thinking of a gift this year.
R warned, “The chief said if she needs me I have to come back by Monday.”
Me, faux-peeved: “Um, did you tell her your actual birthday is TUESDAY?”
R snorts, “She could give a flying you-know-what!”
Me, “I thought C.O. stood for compassionate officer…”
Apparently, I am wrong. I am glad I’ll see him soon, though. But not so thrilled I have to clean the house. Sigh.
P.S. The posts dealing with you-know-who really shouldn’t be out there for anyone to read so from now on, I’ll protect them. I’ll use the same password to make it easier and I’ll send it out soon. Thanks guys!!