Alllllll BY Myselllllllf, Don't wanna beeeeeee......

Andrew is full of Percocet and he's sleeping through our anniversary while I fold his underwear. I keep telling myself it's OK cause if he weren't sick, he'd still be at work and he wouldn't be home till almost 5:00 anyway. But oh, it's gorgeous outside, as it always is on May 6th, and we're missing it! At least we'll get to meet Cal Ripken Jr. tonight at a book signing. Hubba-Roo had better be awake for that!