The Hunky Hubby is a perpetual child. This is actually one of the reasons I married him. He’s a lot of fun. And therefore he is a people magnet. So on the weekends after the work is done, the dishwashers and assistant cook and any random guys who are willing to drive the 45 minutes up to our small apartment (you’d be surprised how many do) will gather and play board games, or computer games, or card games until the wee hours of the morning. Then inevitably they will collapse from sleep deprivation upon our living room floor. It is always interesting when I arise in the morning to write to see who has crashed on the couch, or beanbag, or fold up mattress pad that the Hunky Hubby bought for just these occasions. Well this morning it was the couch, the big bean bag, the three little bean bags, the mattress pad, and a spare mattress from camp. Yes indeed, a record setting number of 5 “floor guys” this morning in our tiny living room, one of whom I have never seen before. Each day does indeed hold something strange and new.