It's All Good

Rach B. is out today and I had to take a trip to visit a potential witness in the seedy part of town. So I called my husband, just to let him know I was going to this part of town, and would call him when I got out of the area.

About 45 minutes later, I called him back at his office.

"It's all good. I'm done with my meeting."

"Um, okay. I, I, I...um."

"It's your wife, honey. You know, the woman you love and were worried about while she was in the bad part of town.'

"Oh, yah. I was just trying so hard to place who would say 'it's all good.'"

Trew looove.

Etcetera.