Ahh...Friday at last.

There are weeks that fly by. One day you're making dinner for Monday night. Then you turn around, it's Thursday afternoon, and you're suddenly staring The Weekend in the face. Man, I love those times.

And then there are weeks like the ones I've been having recently. (Note: When I say "recently", it must read as "for the past month and a half"). This week has been no exception. For I'm sure that it's somehow packed more than its allotted share of 7 days and nights into it. Ever have those?

Maybe it's because I've been laying around trying desperately not to throw up as I clean up other's vomit and diarrhea? Hm. There's a novel thought.

But as much as the above has tested my will to go on (yes, I'm being a bit dramatic here), I'm thinking the length of this week is more due to the fact that my husband doesn't come home until way past "late" two nights of the week (night classes).

Now, before I go on, I must say that if you are one of those freaky type readers who tends to lean toward the crime of "stalking" and therefore should be sitting behind bars instead of a computer...just allow me to say:

I have a large doberman and I'm not afraid to use him. Before meeting my husband, I was pursuing a career in the FBI (the kind where they put arsenal to use...not the desk). And I'm neither a Pacifist, nor a Democrat. Need I spell it out more clearly? ....Think NRA.

Okay then. Moving on.

Soooo as I sit here now...all I can think about is the fact that I have an entire weekend stretching out before me. One to be spent solely with my husband and girls. Well, after the Women's Spa Night that my church is putting on tonight. ;)

I foresee much cuddling on the couch. Mixed in with a few Wrestling matches and games of catch among the Littles. A dozen competitive games of Memory. And a whole lot of just "being together."

Who knows, maybe even The Hub and I will go to my parents and practice shooting. *wry grin*

Honestly, it doesn't matter to me what we do. I'm just so relieved and excited that it's The Weekend. And that in a matter of hours, I'll have my Love home all to myself. Well...and the three other women of the house. (But thankfully, they're in bed by 7pm.) *grin*

And all we have to do for the next few days is focus on each other. Hmm. Sounds so great. You got Plans?