Vegas Baby!

And it's so not me and him. It's him and his crew and it's not even summer and this is so unfair. And I am going to whine and wine. I am so not in the fire season groove. I'm in the hubby home to shovel snow & slush, build us nice warm fires, take out the trash, change light bulbs, fix TV's and assist in keeping three little people overwhelmingly happy.

Currently those three little people are discontent and feeling holed up inside our home. Our home that has not had Directv since his departure. Nor has the girls' room had light. Thank goodness for CRAZY imaginations. I hear Mason and MaKenna playing pirates right now. Earlier they played cows and horses. Plus, they've managed to convince me to keep the oversize box around so they can play Kung Fu Panda in it. A movie that is on repeat in the DVD player as I write.

I won't share what has happened with sleeping arrangements, nor will I worry about fixing them. I'll leave it to him when he returns, 14 days from today. Because he's the BEST!