Recently been going to a lot of watering holes with Tys - between meetings, way back from work ... that sort of thing. Its been a long time since we went out just the two of us. Tys' usual talk ranging from the morbid to the morbid and my everlasting patience with the whole thing - he does manage to keep me glued to every word though. I don't know if its the weather or something but I've been feeling really nostalgic - especially sitting in the cheery pubs with the wood smell and the rain outside ... its like those times when we were just married and didn't need any other company but our own. He claims its still that way - I'm his only real friend etc. Anti-social as he is, I just might be actually. Its not for lack of people trying to get close to him though. The ones he doesn't chase away with this kind of talk, he chooses to keep behind inches thick people retardant walls. So ... he's stuck with me then.
Its Thursday finally and I can't wait to go out again this evening - take the children and mom shopping, ride on the metro, Global Village round 2 tomorrow and getting the husband to buy us all some horribly unhealthy candied apples and things like that.