Nothing like a rainy day at home with hubby to make this old girl climb the freakin WALLS! It's rather ironic, back when I gave a damn he was never at home and now that I could care less, I can't beat him into the boat to go fishing for the day. I'm wondering if I put a "FOR SALE" sign in the paper for the boat, guns, hunting dog, and accessories might motivate him to take action?
Anyway, I'm here now for a few, even if I'm still in a zoned mood from all the bitching I've listened to about everything from the satellite dish to Zach's homework. I wonder what I did in a previous life to deserve all this delight that I derive outta this one?
A photo I took last fall in Helena.