romantic evening with jason.... we leave our kids with the in-laws and were headed off to jason's hockey game in delisle. hoping for a nice bonding time of heartfelt conversation.

jason goes to the rink to pack up equipment, then is coming to pick me up. i get in the truck and sitting, completely squished in, are three men. yee-ha!!! now i have a two hour drive with 'Big B' (that name should say it all, but in case it doesn't, he's a three hundred pound guy who hauls pigs), Jim (65 years old and i've never heard him speak, even now) and the coach, Lynn (who just got a satellite road and all he wants was for Jason to turn the radio to maxim, howard stern, or raw dog comedy channel)

so this is great conversation for two hours and then the whole game i was dreading the two hours on the way home.

now, tell me, do i not have a romantic husband??? in all fairness, he just has a kind heart, unlike myself, and felt sorry for them and offered them a ride.