As always with my family, it's best to just expect disappointment. That way, you won't be let down. Yes, that's right, he's not coming. He wouldn't have anything to do, and he'd get bored, and all that. So, a disappointment AND an insult, all in one. It's a banner day, it is.
But it's all right. I have...myself to talk to. Well, a good friend just called and chatted with me for a few minutes, and I called my mom and bitched about her jerkface of a son, so I'm feeling better. Still lonely and disappointed, but better.
And just so this post isn't completely negative, here are some pics from Saturday--The Husband's company "Holiday Gala":
I freaking LOVED this updo. Worth every penny.
That's all for now.