Sanity is really just one sip away.......

if only I could take that sip.  

Surely, it's 5 pm somewhere......

Most Thursdays, there's a martini date night waiting for me at the end of my day.  

We go to our little place, share a few appetizers, catch up on our lives, sip our martinis and melt into the booth.  There's no fanfare---just the two of us and our martinis.  Somehow Thursday nights have been what gets us through and gives us a place to land when the world feels like it's spinning.  It's also a great reminder that yes, we are married.  Because, if truth be told--our weeks don't include much about being married.  Our daily worlds are about our jobs, our many commitments and our crazy schedules. 

So, no matter what is going on or what I have to face--I figure I can get through it because I will be able to sit down with the guy who I share this crazy life with and sip away the remains of the day every Thursday.  

But, with all the extra goings on here in Judiland, we have been on a little hiatus from our Thursday night ritual for the past two weeks.  And, it looks like this Thursday might not happen either.  This sad reality hit me like a ton of bricks this morning as I hobbled out of bed. 

 I could really use a dose of marriage with a gin martini chaser.....