I'm whining! I'm not a happy camper. For months I've planned on me and the hubby taking a trip to see Bonnie Raitt in concert. Only to find out that no one will switch days off with him, and that if he takes the day off the boss is going to write him up. WHATTTTTTT. Do these people not know that I'm fixing to be 50 and that is to me a High Holy Day?
I've never made a big deal out of my birthday...ever!!! I've never minded that in 25 years the man has been broke EVERY October. But this is unbelievable.
Freda is thinking of going, but we've got to get her off work on a Friday with me. Then there's this thing about staying in a motel room...(that's another story). What if Freda can't over come her fear of motels....
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