But don’t tell the kids I said that because I always tells them that I don’t like that word ;P
I was just on Facebook and noticed the statuses of friends had been updated. Some were going to parties. Some were going out for dinner. Some were going away for the weekend.
Ho-hum.
This is when I think that it would be nice if Bill worked in a different industry. He’s a chef. And that means working the hours when people want to eat…duh! It also means that it’s difficult to get away for the weekend or even plan to go for a night out.
So while my friends are having a fabulous Saturday night out, I’ll have dinner with the kids, put the to bed and probably go through our bookshelves because they look as though they could do with a cull…again.
Ah, yes! The joys of being a chef’s wife! LOL
