The wonders of a sneaky husband

So… the play itself was very amusing and, despite protestations that he didn’t want to go earlier today, The Boy had a blast and laughed and laughed at the zany and high-spirited antics. And, never fear, I didn’t get too involved with looking at the costumes — because only one character was in one, while all the others were puppets or “part puppets.”

But, I don’t want to start my story there, I should start it as we drove down The Avenue of the Arts in Philadelphia after the play…

No… wait… I should start it with last Fall, when I had to give over my tiny little purse for the gi-stinkin-normous B.A.G. I had to start carrying in order to cart all the diabetes paraphernalia — the insulin pump tidbits, the glucometer, the quick-acting sugar snacks, the juice boxes, the glucagon (for really bad lows), plus all my normal purse stuff.

This was the giant bag that was able to produce snacks for the guys during intermission.

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Tomorrow, tomorrow…

Despite a rather blah day today when none of us felt like getting out of our jammies — and, in fact, none of us (except the dogs) actually left the house — I think it just might have been what we all needed after the hustle and bustle of the past few weeks.

Plus, tomorrow is a big day for us.

1) it’s our 19th wedding anniversary!

and

2) we’re going to see a play.

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