In the name of friendship

So this weekend -- specifically this Friday -- was supposed to be couple time. We were going to go to the movies. Spend the day together. Just be.

But instead The Man is off to the aforementioned friend, to comfort and condole, to prevent his friend from the days of hard drinking and smoking and help him get back on track. And I am here with a grumpy preschooler and two sick cats who both need medication twice a day.

Sigh.

It's for a good cause. We can have another day together, but the friend needs this now, and can't wait another day. And I'm glad that The Man is there to help out, because he needs him.

But I hope by the time he gets home, I'm not completely shredded by cat's claws.