I am sitting at Freebirds right now.  Joey begged to come here to celebrate the end of his online ed class (only Joey would consider Freebirds a celebration restaurant, but whatever.  I still try to love him) and he looked so cute that I couldn’t turn him down.

I just smeared queso on my mouse, but I’ll get over it.

Anyway, the main reason we’re here, aside from celebrating the end of his online ed class, is so that WE CAN DROP HIS LAST SUMMER CLASS!!  We had to log on to the DTS website and needed internets to run our Googleboxes…Joey thought that would be a good way to connive me into going to Freebirds with him.

OK, hold on a second and I’ll click the “drop” button.  Joey said I could be the one to do it.

….

OHMIGOSH I JUST DROPPED HIS CLASS!  (I even shrieked after I pushed the button and I didn’t care that I was in a public place.)

Do you even realize what this means?  It means that for the next three weeks Joey won’t have any homework.  No class, no papers, no reading….NOTHING.

I am so excited I could almost cry.  But crying is a “girl” thing to do and I try to avoid “girl” things, so I will try to keep it together.  I’m in Freebirds after all.  Speaking of, my burrito is getting cold.  I should eat it.

Oh, but I have to tell you what my dear husband just said to me, right as he took the first bite of his burrito.

“Someday, when we get pregnant, can we come to Freebirds to celebrate?”

I just kind of looked at him like he had sprouted a third head.

“No, nevermind, I know you don’t like Freebirds.  I’d take you to Chipotle.”  (I hate Chipotle like fifty times worse than Freebirds.)

I raised my eyebrows a little bit higher.

“OKfine, whenever it happens I’ll take you someplace nice.”

Yeah we’ll probably not be going anyplace nice to celebrate that for a long time…but when it finally comes time I can promise you all that if he takes me to Freebirds I will pretend I have morning sickness right then and there and throw up on him.