It’s like risky business

but without the prostitution, money, parties, train sex, or tighty whiteys. I’m all alone this weekend. Logic would dictate that if your ex is out of the house for the weekend this would open up the doors for all sorts of debauchery and craziness.
Aaaah, age has not been kind to me. This weekend I’ll be cleaning, doing laundry, making bread, going to a geek party and essentially chilling.
Also, I’ll be heading out to the cheering sections to cheer Jen on as she walks 3 days/60 miles for breast cancer research. Send your good mojo to Jen, she’ll need it!!