My wife has been gone for about a week and a half and I am a big baby. I have avoided whining and moaning about her absence because there are other guys in this blogosphere who have to be apart from their wives for much longer, but I have reeeeaaaallllly missed her. I am picking her up from the airport tonight and I feel like I am picking her up for a first date.
Man was not meant to be alone. Especially this man.
3 comments:
Good grief, man.
I take it this is why you've been blogging like a mad hatter for the last week or so. Looks like lots of interesting things you've got written, but I can't possibly keep up with so many new entries, and give each one the proper amount of reading and thought.
Yay, Amber! Hopefully she'll keep you busy for a while, so the rest of us normal people can try to catch up with you. :-)
NO KIDDING. You don't know the half of it. I write constantly. I litterally have about 13 blogs in the pipe ready to go. It is sad really. That is why I started my study blog. I pick her up tonight and I will be taking a day or four break.
Beeki's out of town too. The house is secretly a disaster. (Secret from her, not me.) But it's a disaster on its way to being even cleaner than it started! I swear! Yeah, I'll blog about that one soon.
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