Cramps + mild hangover from too many pina coladas from date night = not a happy Sigrid this morning.
Angel DL still has 5 hours to go. Craig hasn't seen last week's episode yet (I finally cracked and watched it without him) so hopefully we'll watch both of them tonight. I *really* want to see this one as I've been giggling hysterically over all the screen caps from the trailer for 2 days now. But Craig may want to do the 24 thing again. We've been on a 24 kick lately as he got Season 1 on DVD as a gift, and damn, is that show good. Totally renewed my Kiefer Sutherland love (sigh...Lost Boys...sigh...) and now I understand why everybody liked it so much.
There was a foreboding call last night during dinner from Mark in the US. The worry is that pressure is going to be put on Craig to come out ASAP, even if's without me and the kids at first. Not too sure how I feel about that. I mean, OK, yeah, I hate the idea, but if it has to be done then it has to be done. There may have been more developments, but I don't know about them yet as I *ahem* fell asleep on the way home, and Craig isn't up yet this morning.
My tummy hurts, but it's not just from cramps. Tried a new abdominal exercise yesterday in a desperate attempt to do something about my mommy tummy (which, yeah, I know will never go away, but I can do everything I can to minimize it, damn it) and I'm feeling it this morning. I'm going to take that as a good sign.