So well here we are thursday - the thursday my man is supposed to drive up this evening so we can leave early tomorrow morning on our romantic weekend in Maine - and last night he discovers that he has a hernia.
Because of some communicative mixups I have no clue if he is now ok and what is happening. I think I must have dreamt about yes and no all night long. So your guess is as good as mine what's happening this weekend. I was upset last night and despite going to the gym, I fell off the horse and jumped in my car to find a dose of my drug of choice to calm my nerves. I polished off 3/4 of a bag of ruffles and 1/2 a tub of sour cream. Needless to say, I feel like a giant salty dehydrated bag of ruffles this morning. Bleh. I need water, lots of it, and coffee.

Hopefully the romantic weekend in Maine does get to happen. It is very beautiful there