No good deed goes unpunished and no good time doesn't get immediately swamped by bad news. Or so it's seemed these past four years.
No sooner had I posted about out wonderful, magical day at the beach than we got word that the boyfriend's father had suffered a heart attack. He's scheduled for quadruple bypass surgery later in the week and we've been scrambling to make arrangements to send the boyfriend east for a week, maybe more.
Luckily we'd had some money saved up.
Sadly, it had been set aside to do something special for our tenth anniversary in September.
