Hell Yeah...With a capital L

Last week, I met Lesley and Pam for dinner and drinks. We have known each other for years-- through job changes, births of children, divorces, marriages, bad hair-colorings, many bottles of wine and even more books...and odd containers of fat-free sour cream (what's up Lesley!)

When we were paying for our dinner, we commented on purses (usual girl talk) and I admitted that I was already using the new purse my sister-in-law gave me for Christmas even though I have a couple more months until the new initials embroidered on it are correct. Lesley teased me saying, "Wow. You're pretty confident aren't ya?"

On the drive home, I got to thinking about it-- it never even dawned on me that it could be presumptuous.  That's a good thing. In about 64 days, the embroidery will be correct and yeah, I'm confident about it.  There are several of things I am not confident about--we have several decisions and changes, but the happily ever after part is solid.
So now, every time I pick up my purse I hear Lesley's voice saying "Wow. You're pretty confident aren't ya?"  and I just smile, put it on my arm and say "Damn Straight!"

Now where did I leave my keys and phone?