Son of a Vodka Party!

I had an awesome idea to meet Hubby at the airport on Friday in something sexy, because honestly jumping him is the first thing I want to do.  Then my vodka party came to ruin the whole thing.  Since the jig was up I told him so he wouldn't be disappointed on Friday.  My secondary plan was going to be bringing him these floppy yellow flowers that he brings me when he has to pick me up from the airport.  Then he texted "sex is better than those floppy yellow flowers."

I texted back "Well there goes plan B"