In case you didn't see my blinkie over yonder, I LOVE music! And I've passed that on to all three of my kids. There's hardly a time that there's not music on somewhere. Even the lil one prefers the kids shows that are centered around music, and if they aren't on, we've either got the radio on during the day, or CMT watching videos. I usually don't get the opportunity to snap a pic of them without one of them freaking out cuz they're acting silly... but I was able to tonite! So here's a peepin Tom's view of what my Family Room looks like on any given nite!



Now onto a rather strange call I received tonite on my cell. I'm driving (slowing, cuz the roads are ALL ICE) to the store to pick up some black pants and a white shirt for my son for his band concert tomorrow, when my phone starts ringing (well, actually, Charlie Daniels starts singing "The Devil Went Down to Georgia). I debate weither or not to answer the damn thing, cuz I'm fixin to go through two sets of "S" curves... but, I can't stand to not know who calls me, so I do. And this is the conversation (or part of) that transpired:

Me: Hello?
Ex: Hey, Whatcha doin'?
Me: I'm just on my way to the store to get Danny some clothes for his concert tomorrow, what's up?
Ex: I just wanted to thank you!!
Me: Ummmmmm... for what? I know I'm wonderful and all, but what are you thanking me for?
Ex: Well, for being a fantastic ex-wife, and not starting shit with me all the time, or dragging me into court every other week like most of the guys I work with.
Me: Well, not everyone can be as lucky as you to have someone like me in their life!
Ex: Yes, I know. I just wanted to call you and say thank you!

Ok... WTH?! I did tell him that he needs to remember this the next time something rubs him the wrong way and he gets shitty with me! And I also reminded him that it wasn't beyond me to be a bitch! (believe it or not.. I really can be a bitch! I know! Hard to believe! he he) I'm still a little dumb founded by this whole conversation. LOL The only thing that I can figure is that one of his buddies got yanked into court and their CS raised. Which... even though I KNOW I'm entitled to a raise in support every three years, I've never done. The ex loves his money more than anything, always has, always will... so I quite honestly don't want anything to do with it! I know! Sounds dumb. But the in depth explanation to THAT is a whole other post! :) Happy Hump Day!