I think I swore in the last post, ONE WEEK AGO that I would be writing soon, and getting back on the blogging band wagon. I hate to ruin my rep for being an absolute Saint, but I am a known liar.
Working nights without a husband here is kicking my butt. I am busy, or tired and thus slow moving, or sleeping, or soaking in the precious seconds I see Avelyn on working days. I have one more night to work tonight (just 7pm-3am tonight, only 8 hours. YAY!) and then we fly out to Chicago to see this guy tomorrow night!
I am really excited, and I can’t wait to see Avelyn’s face when she sees him. I’ll try to post when I’m there. Wish me luck on my plane ride with a one year old who doesn’t sit still to read, doesn’t watch tv and has ear problems. This is going to be fuuuuuuuun.
hurray!
Good luck!!!! And I'm so happy you get to see your hubs!
I'm kinda going into Hobo withdraw!!
Enjoy your weekend with your hubby…and GOOD LUCK on the plane–you're one brave Momma!! You know you could have driven to Chicago and came through St. Louis and hung out with Claire and me…maybe next time, huh? ( ;
Dude I so hear ya on the working thing. I have big plans on posting about my entry into the working world, but by the time I get home, change clothes, cook dinner, do dishes, put the boys to bed, start laundry and then figure out what to delete on my precious DVR, my brain is spent. Scratch that-GONE. Every time I pass a nurse in the hall I think about you and wish you worked here and me there. That would be A-W-E-S-O-M-E.
Alright, since I can apparently post a book for a comment I guess I should tend to my blog duties…
Have fun seeing the man. Hug the hobo. Get some sleep.