Poor hubby has to put up with me hitting on him all the time. I can't help it. He's just so darned cute and sweet. Uuhhhh, I meant handsome and manly.

He's out of town for a few days and I miss his cuddly, ummmm, errrrr, I mean buff body. So, here I sit planning all of the ways that I'll drive him crazy with my flirty ways when he gets home. I drive him crazy not in the good way, it's more like in the eye-rolling way.

I even suggested we go make out in the car, while sitting across his step-dad at breakfast on Sunday. Really, I did. It was perfectly logical when you think about it, and I'm sure you'll agree. There we were having brunch in a restaurant next to the airport with his mom and step-dad prior to his flight out. We still had lots of time after we finished eating, so he asked me what we should do to fill up the time between then and his flight. That's when I threw out my suggestion. Right in front of his step-dad (Mom was powdering her nose at the time). Yup, I did. Don't you think he was just asking for it though?

I got an unexpected opportunity for more flirting today. I had to overnight his forgotten cell phone charger to him this morning. I sent his charger all right. I also included a little perfumed lurve note with lipsticky lips all over it. There's no way he can say that he wasn't expecting that. I mean, he's been married to me for what, eight months now? He's got to be used to it by now.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have more scheming to do.