Ever have those days when you vent to your parents for 2 hours because you were so upset about stuff that happened at work then drive home from your moms and your husband asks if his friend can come over and you like this friend but you wanted to work out and if he comes over you can't so you tell
The most depressing part about that? I don't even have a BFF Becky.
Also, if anyone would like to be my In-Home chef, I'm available for tasting applications every day around dinner time.
Becky... if you're out there? He didn't bring the friend over. He's learning. :)