On a scale of 1-10? 1.7592 billion.

How proud am I my hubby graduated tonight?  10.  How bad did it hurt?  10!  Running around all day, girdle one size too small, (size DOES matter when ya chunky!) six inch heels, a dress that cut off circulation in my arms, (my arms are abnormally fat) and chasin' around four kids for a five hour graduation ceremony.  Ouch.  I took six Tramadol, nothing.  Didn't touch tonight's pain.  Took a ridiculously hot shower, nothing!  Didn't touch the pain.  I think the only thing that will fix tonight is a good night's rest.  Hopefully that goes well, Fibrotics don't sleep too well.  Eh, all in all, so incredibly proud of my baby.  He looked smokin' sexy, and smokin' smart.  :)  I cannot tell you how proud I am of this man.  How much I love him.  How much I'm gonna rip his clothes off tonight.  What, nothing sexier than an educated man, I tell ya what.

By the by, my lover graduated with a bachelor's degree in business management with an emphasis in supply chain.  So darn proud.