She wore me out again

That woman does know how to wear me out.

We both got home late from work tonight, cooked some things for dinner, played with the wabbits and the cats, and then decided to fool around. I am now down in the living room, recovering. She must have been storing up energy or something, just to unleash it on me.

Anyway, Suzanne is up asleep, and I'm watching television and periodically going out to have a lookout for Perseids. I saw a couple last night, and two tonight, but figure that because it's much clearer tonight, I should go watch some more.

Nothing like watching a dark sky for a while to remind you that anything that happens on this planet is fairly insignificant. What happens here, stays here...

Mostly because there's nobody out there who gizzashit.

My cracked ribs have healed.