It was a long night

So Mark was at a golf tournament all day yesterday. I knew it would be a major booze fest but I had no idea how much he would drink. Well I finally got a txt from him last night around 10 letting me know he was on his way to the bar....Well at 2:30, after he had puked up all the beer, I took his drunk butt home. Sometimes he still thinks he's 21. Poor guy needs to understand he's getting older.

So...As Mark was talking with his boss last night, his boss had this brilliant idea to send him to Conway, Arkansas. OKay, I can handle that, it's only for a few days. Then he says Mark would leave on Monday and come home Thursday. Um, hold on. That is not going to work for me. Why you ask? Next week is FWP week. I'll be so upset if he has to go out of town and we miss our chance this month. I'm not going to get to upset about it until I know it's going to happen, which hopefully it doesn't.

My foot is doing much better today! Yesterday it was so swollen I could hardly walk but today, it is still sore, but I can walk much better on it. No pain no gain right? Mark must be proud of me for getting my tattoo though because I hadn't been at the bar but about 15 minutes last night and Mark said, "Hey man, you gotta check out Kate's new tattoo. It's bad ass." Aww isn't he sweet.