Perfection

So I'm a little late posting today, but it's still daylight somewhere in the country, so I'm okay.
Thank you for the birthday wishes and yes, I did get a little drunk. I have to say, I had the absolutely perfect birthday weekend. It was a good combination of productive, relaxing and fun.
Between the two of us, The Thing and I, this weekend, fixed a leaky sink, repaired the toilet that wouldn't stop running, replaced the ceiling fan and exhaust fan cover in the family room, did 6 loads of laundry, washed more dishes than you can shake a stick at (ha!) and rebuilt The Girl's swingset/gym that's been sitting in the garage since the move last Spring.
We also spent 24 hours with Girlfriend and T in which we drank two bottles of wine, a case of beer, ate 3 large pizzas, 2 containers of strawberries, 18 cookies, half a birthday cake and enough cheese to constipate a cow.
It fucking rocked!

Then they went home and I had to work this morning. That sucked.
But in 93 hours we'll be in Pennsylvania for another weekend with Girlfriend and T, this time at their place.

I need to buy bigger pants.
And some more Advil.