I missed you! No, not my blog (although it has been HORRIBLY neglected)... I missed Houston.
I am tough…I think I am tough… I would like to be tough… I am NOT tough. Houston went on a trip to Asia for 16 (SIXTEEN) days and I thought to myself: “I can handle him being gone for two weeks; I will help Brittany with her wedding stuff, I will scrub my floors, I will accomplish some school work before the due date, and I will be fine.”
I was NOT fine.
It was dreadful. And my favorite/least favorite part was Skype. I loved being able to talk to him (for free, woot woot) and see his face, but having to hang up was awful. I had to hang up on his face!!!! No bueno in my book.
So, a LONG 16 days later and my man was coming home!!! Naturally I had to do something sweet – and making him cookies was two-fold. Baking is therapeutic and he likes my chocolate chip cookies. Winning!
I found a super cute Dodger blue take-out box at the dollar tree, no not because he was in Asia, and filled it to the brim with cookies. I blew up white and blue balloons and put a “welcome home” sign up. Much to my dismay, it was not set up nearly as cute as I would have liked (reality and my “vision” rarely match up)… I was running behind, the house alarm was going off and I ultimately ended up being late to the airport (kill me now).
I am so glad he is home, and I’m glad we both agree that we won’t be taking any more extended trips without each other.
Welcome home, my sweet man!!!