Ramblings

So my husband looked so super pleased with himself yesterday.  He was just about bouncing.  See, he'd found my birthday gift, and he was very proud of himself.  We'll see how proud he should actually be when I open it today. *grins*

No, I should be nicer.  Husband is a good guy.  Example:

"I'm going to the store.  You think of anything else we needed?" Boomer asks as he dons his hat and grabs his keys.
"I need tampons," I smirk.
"Do you have a box I can look at so I know what to get?" he replies without a moment's hesitation.

*snort/giggle*  Somedays I love that man.  Shhh.  Don't tell him.  It'll ruin my hardcore reputation.


Oh, and hard at work on 'Hold My Silence,' about 800 words in.