Working on cleaning/straightening/unpacking holiday gifts tonight. The man is dealing with boat engine stuff with his dad...again. Oh well. I know how happy it would make him to get that thing running, so whatever. He's already decided that now that I'm pregnant, and couldn't ride the boat at 80+MPH this summer, it will now work. Yeah, thanks. I suppose that's Murphy's law for ya.
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