Gobble Gobble Mother Fucker!

Well I spent Thanksgiving in the kitchen. Drank my weight in German Riesling and tried to tune out 17 of my nearest and dearest relatives. Went to the beach for a day (it was 48 degrees and raining.) Braved Black Friday Shopping. Spent 12 hours driving home in the pouring rain. Did my best not to kill my sister. Crashed and burned. I got up today and wrapped Christmas presents and started to put shit away. Did 3 loads of laundry. Still have a sink full of dirty dishes. I have to work 65 hours between Tuesday and Saturday. Sunday is my birthday. I haven't seen Mike, (Dr. Man) since last Sunday when he stopped by my house. Wtf! I seriously hope he comes into work tomorrow night. I'm going nuts! It's funny how excited I get at the prospect of seeing him. I have built so many walls up to keep people out. He seems to just walk right past them. I don't get it. I have a feeling I'm going to have to be a little more aggressive. He has been "thinking" for over a week now. Hmmm. This could be fun... Any ideas?