Funny story, this

Da Goddess received a totally cool phone call tonight. It reminded me of something I used to do to my Hubby when we were in college. If I went somewhere that he couldn't go, mostly because of geology field trips or ROTC obligations, or just because he wasn't a member of my Hovse, I'd usually want to share it with him. So every time I went somewhere after I got my trusty first cell phone, I'd call him and say, "Honey, I'm at such and such and I miss you." While I think he appreciated the calls, he used to get so pissed. After I called him from Magic Mountain one day and Knott's Berry Farm the next (it was a 3-day weekend) he threatened to break up with me if I ever did that again. So I haven't.