My wife came home about an hour ago…I could tell she was in one of “those” moods. Bad day at work I said. I just got “the look”.
About 15 minutes later, she came into my room and said “Give Stu’s a call and see if they have a room”.
I double checked my diet coke to see if it was spiked…WHAT?
I want to go catfishen and I want a Cats on the Red tee shirt…
I didn’t say a word…booked a room (cabin #3) and off to get the boat ready I went.
Marrage is MUCH better than it’s cracked up to be!