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|Thu, 02-02-2006 - 12:45pm|
Being home recovering from my surgery, I just was
watching the noon local news. Well suddenly the
story was a recent bust on the massage parlor my
husband went to this past Sept (he called me home
to confess a few days later). The newscaster stated
the location and I knew it was the one. They showed
it and the women on tv, which was surreal. I used
to be tempted to drive to it to see this place for myself.
Even fantasized about throwing a brick thru the window!
But I knew the trouble was in my house, not out there
somewhere. I was upset and called my husband about it.
The police also found a list of 80 men who had gone
there in the past 2 days. I told my husband he was
so d*mn lucky! Lucky to have me and the kids still #1!!
And lucky there wasn't a mugshot of him.
I'm ok. We've been doing really well actually.
MC'g has been great. My husband definitely has snapped
out of the "La-La land" he has been in the past
2 yrs and realizes the kids and I are a privilege rather
than a ball and chain or evidence of getting older.
I do believe we're going to be ok. Just I have moments
still and certainly with such a specified and powerful