Freedom, finally!

My car had been on the fritz for awhile so about a year and a half ago Mr. Squishy and I decided to take it off the road. We had planned to get it fixed but never got around to it. I’ve been car pooling with friends/coworkers so it’s not a huge inconvenience but I really miss having that 2^nd vehicle. It’s made going to the gym near impossible and I can’t just pop out to the grocery store if I need something so we decided to get it on the road again. Let me tell you, I’m one happy lady. I miss driving and I miss the freedom of being able to grab the dog and go somewhere if I want to while Mr. Squishy is working. 

Mr. Squishy and his Dad are working on fixing the car tonight and it should be ready to go by Saturday. I’m so excited!

Only 2 more days until I go see Brad Paisley in concert. I CANNOT wait. I’ve seen Brad once before, a year or two ago and he was fantastic. We had terrible seats as it was a last minute decision. This time my neighbour/friend went as soon as they went on sale and was able to get us great seats. They’re not floor seats (too expensive in my opinion) but we’re in the 100 section near the floor so that’s good enough for me! I never used to like country music but once I start dating Mr. Squish and it was ALL he listened to I got sucked in. Some things you just can’t fight. Though, I still listen to pretty much anything, I do admit to knowing the lyrics to some song called Honky Tonk Badonkadonk or something. It’s shameful lol I blame Mr Squish and torture him in turn by blasting Taylor Swift (whom I LOVE). He cries silently inside. I know it. 

Although, I know he loves me because he bought me her newest CD for Christmas, fully knowing I would be taking over his CD player in his truck on any outing…maybe that’s why he’s getting me my car back? Hummmm…

Saturday my best friend is hosting a Girls Night while Mr. Squishy goes to his staff Christmas Party (kinda late, I know). Spouses aren’t invited (Lame!) so I’ll be going to Girls Night instead. Not sure what’s planned but I know it involves Razztini’s so I’m in. You promise me a Martini and I’ll go pretty much anywhere. Especially after this horrible work week I’m having. 

Anyway, back to work. Lots to do and no desire to do it. Such is life.