I'm listening to Norah Jones ( who DOESNT love her?! Tell me that?!), drinking Cabernet Sauvignon, and to make matters even better the light bulb above me just went out-meaning the lighting is OH SO romantic in here....
The only problem: Still no husband.
I can pretty much think of nothing else. When is he going to get here?!
( he called to say it would be six....that means more like eight.)