So I haven't posted in awhile. My last post was even about how I hadn't posted anything in awhile. I realized what the problem was, I don't like sitting down and making lengthy recaps of what's going on in my life. So from now on I'm going to make shorter, more frequent posts. Yay.
Its 3:20pm on Friday afternoon. John should be home from work in about an hour and tonight we are having a Skip-Bo championship and cocktails. Exciting right? Actually for us it is, we take card games very seriously :) There is nobody I'd rather hangout with than John. This is why I married him. Well, its the other reason I married him. So yes, tonight its on, he won the last championship so now I have to redeem myself. I'm VERY competitive and HATE losing. If I'm losing I turn into a toddler which starts out with loud sighing and huffing and eventually ends in tantrum card throwing. Sometimes this makes John laugh and sometimes it scares him. I need to remember that the fun is in playing not winning. A voice in my head tells me that this is something losers say. I need a therapist for this compulsion to win and maybe also for the voices in my head.
I need to clean the house, go to the grocery store, and make myself pretty-pretty by 4:30. I can't wait to give the big guy a hug and a kiss when he walks through that door. Cheers, dears!
