Thanks! We're going to try. My wife is going out for another girls' night tonight, and I'm hoping for another one of my "girl nights" when she gets home. But either way, I'm going to finish some yard work, put together my new table saw, and dig out the channels for cement pads under all the fence gates (the war to contain my dogs, who should have been named Hogan and Newkirk, continues apace.) Then I'm going to start a fire, cook dinner over it with the kids, drink a beer and smoke a stogie and study for my EMT test.

Life is really pretty good.

The new gym is driving me nuts. I have to go during their staffed hours the first time, which are narrow windows, but after that first time it's a key club and I can go in anytime I want, 24/7. I should have called, but I didn't. Last night I had the choice of either going to the gym or getting the lawn mowed, and my son was planning a yard sale for this morning, so I mowed it. This morning I got ready and headed out, only to find a sign on the door: "No attendant on duty Sat. June 12."

So . . . . . Monday!


Recovering Sex-Starved Husband.