I woke up at 9, and I don't work until 1. Boo.
Jim left for work this morning and I wont see him until tomorrow.
Sooooooooooooooo, if you need me, check one of two places....
Please pretend that doggy is Chief
My home away from home. Blah.
And if you need my dear, sweet husband, you'll find him here...
right in the middle of his element, at "fathers and sons" with my nephews ward
With....
Steven and Aaron...
And Jordan. Wife and cupcakes not included.
This is the first night and Jim and I will have spend away from each other in 9 months (exactly 9 months). I'm depressed. So here I go, to begin my weekend of being alone by not going to the gym and going tanning instead, eating a whole bag of popcorn (and not regretting it), watching Mean Girls, maybe enjoying some delivery pizza (again eating the whole thing and just loving it), blow all of Jim's money while online shopping, and trying to sleep alone. I'd be lying to you if I said I didn't wake up twice in the middle of the night last night to check and make sure that he was still there. Apparently I was afraid that fathers and sons started last night and not tonight. Sigh....
Happy Nine Month Anniversary Babe!
