Three.

Yesterday, Hubs and I celebrated our three-year anniversary. After three years, I am not really sure what my life would be like if he wasn't in it. We went out to dinner and Hubs brought me flowers. It was extremely low-key, but exactly what we needed.  The staff at our restaurant was taking guesses on how old we were. They guessed 22, and were very surprised to hear we were 25 and had been married three years. After three years, I still love my Hubs and am so thankful for him!

Three seconds too late. This morning I had to take Ransom out for a middle-of-the-night potty break. We walked out the sliding glass door and Ransom darted towards something right off of the patio. I noticed the skunk three seconds too late. I immediately pulled Ransom in the house and slammed the sliding glass door. I then pulled him out of the sunroom and slammed the other sliding glass door. I said, I think Ransom just got sprayed by a skunk. Richard, in the bedroom, could already smell the proof.

I guess you know what I will be doing today. HELP!!!!!