So, after a number of conversations, some people were off-put by my recent “skinny dipping” post. To them, I say: Too bad. I will float with a noodle as long as I can. (That didn’t come out like I intended.)
Day four of bachelorhood, while the wife is visiting the grandparents with the girls (Today’s treat was a Birthday Party! Yay! … Not so much. Sorry, Honey.)
Not that I am going stir crazy, but I totally just yelled at the fake ficus tree in the Family Room to keep it down and to stop bothering your sister.
Meanwhile, skinny dipping awaits. My pool. My rules.