Can you say:
M E X I C O !
I can!
I guess all of our conversations about running away together and shirking all responsibility said something to TubaDad. We won't really run away but it could totally happen in 8 years.
Poor thing. All he got was a Buccee's t-shirt, candied jalapenos, a deck of semi-pornographic but artsy cards, a candle, and Polo pullover.
We opened up presents on Christmas Eve night and my monsters got bikes for Christmas. If you want to know how you can fall more in love with a man- watch him help your boys with their bikes in the street at 11:00 at night on Christmas Eve. Patient and kind and helpful. There's your "Ah!" moment of the day.
In other news, we spent New Year's Eve together and it was so perfect. He and his TubaPlayer came over and ran around with my two monsters. We baked pizza, they acted like boys, they shot off party poppers and fireworks and we all toasted in 2012 together at midnight. I couldn't have asked for a more perfect night. (Well, we were short a daughter but she was having fun on her own the way it should be.)
Oh, and the man of my dreams now lives .08 of a mile away from me in a rent house.
It's awesome.
