... I wish it were Friday, our friend Andy, a Coast Guard Reservist, will be back from 8 months of tdy in Cuba. I feel so sorry for him, he had to lift weights, scuba dive, hang out with Victoria's Secret models that were there for a photo shoot. Oh yeah, and guard Gitmo, it seems rather like an after thought.Anyway his family is so thrilled that he will be home.Friday is a surprise for him held at a lodge/resturant /bar kinda place...we have booked a room so that we don't have to drive home after partying( I don't usually drink, so I have been the ddriver for years) I may or may not have a drink , probably not though.Before he left we were all going to go get tattoos, but time snuck up on us and we never made it. I did after the fact, love the tat but wish i had had the inker write "reach for the stars" above it, I may have that put on there yet. My husband swears that he is going to get Taz on his calf...that I will belive when I see it. He was the only one in the family that didn't have a tattoo. When he was going for radiation for his cancer I told him that they would tattoo land marks on him, he thought that as usual, I was feeding him a line, so he really freaked out when the nurse came in and tattooed 3 tiny spots across his lower abdomen...I don't seriously think he will ever get a tattoo, but who knows. For years he has acted like he was scrubbing my old one on my shoulder off.Before I got the last one, I told him that I was going to have something put over it as a cover up,and that was the last I was going to do, but somehow I managed to come home with a whole new tat. Now I am thinking of where I want the next one, which is my little killer bunny, if I can remember my photobucket pw I will insert him in here, oh I found him, he's on top of things!