Where or where did I leave off in this fabulous story of grace?
I am too lazy to go back and read what I wrote so I'm just going to tell you what has happened this past month.
We went to the races. Oh, I think I told you that already.
When we got home from the races I was looking forward to a couple of weekend to you know...clean my house...but no. Bossman comes to me on a Thursday and asks if I want to go to Vegas. In 2 days!
What?! Of course I want to go, but we just got home 4 days ago and why do we have to go now?
Apparently, a guitarist from the band Stryper (which is an 80's heavy metal christian rock band) was playing on Fremont street. Alrighty then...
So Stryper was Bossmans favorite band in all the world. His mother was very strict christian (unlike now which she is mus*lim) (and if you are new here...well that is quite a story and NO I'm not kidding) and wouldn't allow Bossman to play any music on his guitar unless it was christian. So he found a heavy metal christian band and he watched this guitarist play and Bossman plays a mean guitar and this guy was a HUGE influence on his guitar playing! WHEW!!!! That was a lot to say.
Well, guess who went to Vegas and guess who met his guitar hero! Bossman was super excited. He met him and he talked to him and he even took pics with him. Oh, I had fun too!
After we got home we had about a week or so and then Bossman had to fly to Washington so he could drive home with the college boy. While he was gone the wildchild and her hubby came to town and hung out with me.
College boy and Bossman made it home safely 2 days later. YAY! College boy will be home until the end of September. I'm hoping to have a fun summer of camping with him.
This week my son-in-law had to go out of town. My daughter had jury duty, so rather than have her stay home alone, I came over to her house. I'm here now. I'm just watching tv, playing on my ipad and generally having a fine time. Unfortunately, my girl got picked for the actual jury and so instead of having a girls week, I'm hanging out by myself.
Oh well, at least she doesn't have to stay home by herself.
As for spanking....ha! What is that? It always seems that when the boy comes home, that's when Bossman and I get more frisky. So stupid! I haven't given up hope...I'm still hoping. I'm always hoping!!!
So that's what's going on in my neck of the woods! What have you guys been up to lately? Any fun summer plans?
Relaxingly yours,
grace
