In Celebration of Eights...

Today is 8/8/08.

This can only mean one thing. My husband has lost his mind.

NO, Wait! That's not right. It means it's 80's day at Brinks, and my husband was *required* to dress like he's in a Dire Straits video. Totally part of his job, I was assured. Otherwise I can't say I'd have let him leave the house like this. (he does routinely wear those orange Chucks, but we live in the Land of the Vols and one is given easy leeway with orange accessories)

I think he's got the outfit down, though. Well done, baby.

Today is also the last day before my much anticipated vacation. I can hardly wait for a whole week of little-to-no responsibility, fresh seafood, and potential chlorine overdose/prune hands from multiple days by the pool. I may not come back...

Yesterday I dropped off my various jugs and vials at the Endocrinologist's, and today I will be immersed in laundry, packing, and cleaning out of the fridge. We're set to spend our last night in town out with Mike and Ryn, celebrating (a week early) Matt's birthday before we take off. In short, I probably shouldn't be wasting time blogging, but we all know how that goes ;) Y'all have a great week, post lots so I have plenty to read when we get back, and I'll see you then!