Back to the ol’ identity

Removing my married name from facebook makes me feel scandalous.  It’s the same way I felt after I pried my wedding ring off my hourglass finger for the first time in ten years.  Anyone up for getting crazy at P. Sam’s until 2:00?  By crazy, I mean doubling up on the wings, of course.  And by 2:00, I mean Saturday afternoon.  Absolutely no hookups, unless the baby-sitter agrees to work overtime.  Doug can be so uncool.