Today I dropped Pudd'n off at Grandma's house. My mom rocks, she made me 3 different meals (with out being asked) for me to bring home. I have enough time to get a manicure, pedicure and I'm going to go for it and get an upper back/neck massage. I deserve it! So I'm driving home, all nice and relaxed and thinking of all the nasty things I am going to do to my husband. The kind of sex where the whole neighborhood knows your getting some, the kind of sex where a washing machine will be needed and you run out of lube and need new batteries for your toys. Yes........I was going to get it and give it good. I walk through my front gate and I notice a few of my potted plants are missing. I soon found them.......or what was left of them ALL over my living room. Seems Samwise (dear sweet puppy) got bored and thought I needed an indoor garden. Dirt EVERYWHERE, the pots chewed up and the flowers ingested. Then Sam & Jack (my older senile dog) start wrestling around the living room, grinding in the dirt. I scream at them to "get out". I take a deep breath, well Steve will be home soon. I'll just lock the dogs out and we can clean up the living room after we are done. I pour myself a glass of wine and I play the messages on my machine. First one is Steve.

"Hi, I'm going to see the tax lady right after work and then I'm going to Jake's to finish the phone work".

Fuck, shit, piss and DAMN! So much for my afternoon delight. *Heavy sigh* Looks like it's just me and "Bob" this afternoon. ;)