Unfortunately the next weekend in my area isn't until September, but that's okay -there's the space and cooling off.
And I'm not practicing my end-zone dance just yet; Mrs is more than a little freaked by the growing Reality represented by the receipt of her house keys and the start of June - the month of Kid D-bomb.
So let's say I like the tone, but am going to assume nothing, take nothing for granted, and continue The Work as if nothing has changed. Miles to go before I sleep.
Suffice it to say this night: The corporeally enhanced female has yet to begin to croon.
