Fo Shizzle
I spent the weekend at my in-laws' place. Since there is a population of 25 (including cats and dogs) in the hubby's hometown, we didn't do much. Just sat around and watched TV and ate all that white processed crap that's not so good for the size of your booty. Yet, I still managed to lose a few pounds. Go figure. Artie went fishing with Art, my father-in-law, and my 11 year old nephew. Evidently, he fell asleep right on top of the tackle box. He came back with the dirtiest face he's ever had, and was so excited about "Papa's boat".
Oh, I also got my ass whooped in Scrabble by my mother-in-law. She won best 2 out of 3. That's right - I was beat by a 63-year-old woman. Ah, well.
Art and I have marriage counseling tonight. Joy of joys. Last week's session was somewhat unpleasant and I'm not looking forward to going this week. If anything of mention happens, I'll update tonight.