I am sooooooooo in the dog house.

I have been a bad bad girl.

mr. zippy is very unpleased with his mrs right now.

IT'S ALL LARRY'S FAULT!!

sigh.

no it's not. it's my fault.

I have no excuses for my bad wife behavior.

but when dear old friend Larry unexpectedly came to town for one night and one night only, what's a girl to do but go with him and hit every gay bar in town? and stay out all night? and stay with Larry in his hotel with his two other friends both of whom were delightful boys? but not call... bad mrs. zippy... bad bad bad.

mr. zippy has said exactly two things to me today. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" and "I'm mad at you."

I have sealed the door to the dog house. I am inside. and I have no hope of ever getting out.