The plumber's butt crack??

Wednesday night is "date night". I have my 12-year-old son on the weekends, so Paul and I typically plan a date every Wednesday night. Tonight, "date night" involved Paul investigating and measuring the existing plumbing under my sink, reading the owner's manual for my new dishwasher, checking out my circuit breaker box and driving 30 minutes (each way) to "Home Depot" for various plumbing and electrical supplies. Paul is an electrician, but he's also an all-around handy guy. He's going to install my new kitchen sink and new dishwasher. We needed about $120 worth of supplies. I told him that for $100+ bucks, I should at least get to gawk at my plumber's butt!

Part of the reason my blogging has been spotty is that my daughter has a "My Space" and she spends literally HOURS on our one and only computer. She got on right after dinner tonight and was still on line when we got back from our "Home Depot" supply run!

Paul and I are going to Boston this weekend. I have off on Friday for Veteran's Day. In order not to cut in to my son's time, I'm picking him a day early and returning him to his dad a day early. Paul and I will leave Saturday afternoon and return Monday night. We're each taking a vacation day on Monday. Trying to balance being a divorced parent and having a social life is a challenge. Perhaps the even more difficult challenge involves the adult-aged kids who live at home full-time, making privacy an almost non-existant commodity. My incredibly nosy ex asked me why Paul and I were spending the weekend in Boston. I glared at him like he had six heads and said, "So we can get a room." He reacted with disgust. He shouldn't have asked!! I bought tickets to take Paul to see "Blue Man Group" while we're in Boston. I just LOVE that show and he's never seen it.

THREE more days until Paul and I are in Boston. Impatient? Who me??