Wa-hooooo! It's friday!!!!
Leenie - I hope you have a fabulous weekend
Brenda - get feeling better!
Jane - can't wait to see the pictures - I love consulting!!! And you're right, a tiara is requisite for alone time!
Julie - I feel that way any time I walk into a gym, so maybe a snooty one would suit me better
Jina - I get feeling that way sometimes, too. But sometimes I go anyway and have a blast. What ever you decide, have a good one! I happen to have a large stock of tiaras (go figure) want me to send you one? Actually, you can find really cute and not terribly expensive ones at Claire's or Icing.
Mrs H - Have fun with the ex and the current! Personally, it doesn't matter a bit to me who they are or were. As long as I've got a few men around to fetch things and perhaps do some heavy lifting, I'm happy
TG - Happy Friday! Glad the tummy's feeling better!
In the ongoing soap opera that is my life, my friend Tim (one I was being accused of messing around with) called me yesterday from the pub. He knows I watch CSI and since his wife worked graveyard last night, he wanted to know if he could come over and watch it with me (my DH is working swing). I'm thinking 'OMG do you think I have a death wish?' but he assured me that his wife was fine and actualy suggested it so he didn't have to be bored at home all by himself. So I ask him to bring me her work number so I can call and verify that all is fine. He hangs up come give me the number since I was in the pub across the street (chick that started the rumors was working at 'my' bar yesterday). Not 10 seconds after he hangs up, my phone starts ringing again and it's the pub again. So I pick up and said hello and got hung up on. THE

HIT REDIAL TO CHECK!!!!
So that was annoying. I called Casey (Tim's wife) and verified that it was fine for him to watch CSI with me. It was. Then our friend Eric shows up. DH came home at around 11. So there I am surrounded by men who are perfectly willing to fetch and carry and generally do my bidding, swigging beer until 2:00 in the morning! OY! Don't ask how many beers I had - I couldn't tell you. I can tell you that 4 of us went through more than 30.
Eric ended up going home around 1:00. I went to bed at 2:00. Tim and DH stayed up watching WWE until god-knows-when. Maybe there's going to be rumors about them now
Anyway, full weekend ahead! I'm going dancing tonight (tart me up and out I go!). I'm going shooting tomorrow morning. And Sunday is Eric's step-daughter-to-be's 3rd birthday party.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh! I forgot to tell you! The

was invited to the b-day party. I told Eric that I wasn't sure how comfortable I'd be with her there and that I'd show up, but if things started getting weird, I was going to leave. He told me not to worry about it. He's telling her that the party was cancelled so that none of us have to deal with her. I WIN I WIN I WIN!
Gloating is done now
