If the phone never rang again at this house, I'd be the happiest happy camper EVER. Imagine my delight and surprise when DH and I returned home from Heaven (They serve the drunken shameless shrimp in brazen sauce there) to find a message sending him away. Fuckers. We were still heady with that humid summer evening hand holding feeling, just walked in the door and BOOP. Blah blah blah? Blah blah blah blah too fucking soon blah blah blah. Blah blah blah. I LOVE that kicked in the chest feeling. My body started shaking this morning and has just stopped because we have decided that THIS IS GOING TO BE OKAY, because that's what we do.