Tonight, Will got the drop on me.  He called ahead to say he was on his way home from a certain location   More than a little disheveled from the day’s activities, I decided to pop our dinner in the oven and hop into the shower before he arrived.  (Hmm, Hop n Pop - isn’t that a Dr. Suess title?  It bothers me only a bit not at all that I know this useless extremely valuable mommy trivia.)  Anyway, knowing our city as I do I calculated how long it would take hubby to get from point A to point B and deduced there was just enough time for the aforementioned hop n pop.  That is to say there would have been enough time if indeed he had been at point A when he called.  In fact, he came waltzing in from some other mysterious point.  Let’s call it point F as in florist or flowers or … completely forgiven for his little white lie regarding location. 

Will and I have been friends almost 13 years.  As of tomorrow we will have been married for 9 of them.  It is a great gift to marry your best friend.  Oh, look.  “F” as in friend.