Okay, so my husband receives an awesome phone call this afternoon after a really bad...ahem...stinky day. Skunk #2 has come to finish his friends legacy. We were sprayed again for the third time this month. @#%*! (Refer here for the skunk story.)
Back to the phone call.
So his best buddy calls with TWO EXTRA tickets to the Dallas Mavericks game on Monday night and asked if we wanted to tag along with him and his wife. Woot Woot! Like he even needed to ask.I think I'm going to try and find an iron on logo so that I can make my own maternity shirt for the game. I'll let you know if I actually go through with it.