Light Weight

What do you do when you have been planning for a night of sexy time with your partner and you get home you find out your plans have be thwarted? Well hello to my night. Thursdays are my girls night out, aka Margarita Thursdays and since I new I would be going out tonight, I had been having some sexy texting with my husband; several innuendos about what was to come when I got home. I joked about having an extra drink, because I get frisky when I am tipsy, and he joked about positions. The stage was set, or so I thought.

When I get home, I walk in, go upstairs, walk into my room and find monkey in my bed. Ummm, not cool and definitely not sexy. Apparently he is having bad dreams... I don't care, go in your room and go to bed, I want sexy time. No such luck. When I finally get him in his bed and head back to my room, my husband is missing. The next thing I hear is my son singing in his room and my husband throwing up in the bathroom. Seriously?! Clearly I am not getting any tonight. I go and ask my husband if he is OK and he tells me he is just "drunk." Drunk? "Yeah, I drank half a bottle of wine." Vomit... So I guess since Monkey is still up singing in his bed, the hubby is puking in the bathroom, I am headed out to the car to put my foot up on the dash.