Awww....the sweet sound of silence. Man, this is some golden stuff...savoring it like some fine wine tonight.

I somehow amazingly managed to get a night all to myself. R took the boys to see his sister and DB is spending the night with a friend. It's just me and Buster (the dog) and he's been passed out on the floor for a while now. Love that dog....low maintenance...and I am all about that!

There are a million things I could be doing, but alas I find myself having little want or desire to move my happy ass off this couch.....we have bonded tonight...my ass...this couch. It's a rather special relationship that I have seriously neglected as of late. It took us awhile to "reconnect", but alas the cushions and I have become one once again.

I am wondering if in hind sight I was a bit too anxious to get my "tribe" *cough, cough* I mean family out the door tonight. Was it too much that I had all their little bags packed since yesterday?? The quick pecks on the cheeks, followed by one too many "I love you too's" and many "subtle" gestures towards the front door and the car. Naw, I wasn't obvious or nothin'. I can't imagine why R asked me about 3 gazillion times if I was sure I didn't want to go to his sisters house. After the first 200 "No, thank yous" I started to think perhaps I should have learned sign language cuz the boy is apparently hard of hearing or seriously SLOW!

I went to turn on some music earlier and someone had apparently believed the Disney Channel station should play at decibels that the entire neighborhood should enjoy. I dare say I jumped a bit, almost tripping over Buster and probably using a few "choice" curse words.

I also noted how sweet it is to be FREAKIN QUEEN of the remote control. I felt a strange feeling of power as I clutched it in my little hands...I could watch whatever I wanted...without interruption and without being asked 200 zillion times if we could pretty please change the channel because watching Nickelodeon isn't the same on the other 3 FREAKIN TV's in the house.

So, I nourished my brain with a little History Channel...and some channel surfing...pausing only long enough to take R's call informing me they had arrived safe and sound. I'm wearing my old favorite PJ's...hair is a mess..no one to impress tonight. I could only find one of my cozy slippers...the other one apparently has decided to visit someone else's closet...or perhaps Buster hid it out back with the other "treasures" he seizes and captures. I think Buster secretly enjoys sending us on wild goose hunts...bet he has a lot of good dog giggles watching us frantically look for "misplaced"
items.

Well, I am going to enjoy a wee bit more of the silence....and retire with Buster to my chamber. I am Queen of the House tonight and intend on savoring every minute left of my rule...until I hand over my reign to the Tribe I call my family.
Take care out there...
AM