And Then There Was One

Harry is spending the night with some much-needed male bonding with his new friend Chris.
Chris, on the other hand is PETRIFIED that I'm mad about not having my hubby at home.
So I decided to write him a note.
Without a pen in sight I typed up a quick "Get Out of Jail Free" note and sent it with Harry:

Dear Chris,
I can’t find a pen.  So my “hand-written” note will have to do.

This note entitles my hubby, Harry S. Shivel III, to hang out with you tonight – free of charge and free of any wife nagging, needling, poking, moping or general all-around beating up.

This is a limited time offer.  No, not really, but just pretend.

So enjoy.

And remember – well – something.  I don’t know.  I’m a bit tired and loopy so – just have fun and bring him back in one piece… or at least two.

Thanks, 
Holly – wife of that one guy that you’ve been hangin’ out with.  


:)

And then there was one... Me.