OK, it's 9:00 p.m. here. Their anniversary dinner must be over, don't you think? Why hasn't The Girl called me squealing yet??????

I was kind of expecting her to run to the bathroom at dinner and secretly call me from there really quick, then call me to talk for real tomorrow.

I'm starting to think I won't hear from her until tomorrow because she's doing the right thing and giving her stupid husband all of her attention.

Boys sure know how to gum up the works, don't they?