Just a typical Sunday in paradise

I'm awakened by the smell of food cooking, wafting up to me from downstairs. As I carefully open an eye, I catch sight of Harry the Cat, still snoozing at my feet, a lazy smile on his face. I hear footsteps on the stairs and the sound of my husband's voice telling yet another cat, "Be quiet, Abby, Mommy's still sleeping." He walks into the room with a tray full of food, two cups, and a pot of coffee, wearing the silly SpongeBob boxers I gave him for his birthday, and a smile. As we watch the football pregame show and munch on breakfast, I find it hard to remember a time when this WASN'T our Sunday morning routine.

Only 11 more Sundays until you're home, Sweetheart. After almost 20 months apart, that's nothing. Two months, two weeks, and five days? I can do that in my sleep.

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Unknown said…
Yes and I wake up and bang my head in the light in my really small light in my tiny coffin they call my rack. LOL
Lori G. said…
I'm catching up on things; I'm really excited to hear about your class (and who cares what that other woman thinks about your pink laptop -- it sounds awesome). (Maybe you can add a 'Hello Kitty' sticker to it! hee hee!)

It's going to be two months in a blink of an eye and meanwhile you're keeping yourself busy which is an excellent thing.

Have some fun, okay? Enjoy your weather too! It's icy here and I have to send my BF out on a job assignment to your neck of the woods tomorrow and hopefully not at 6 a.m.
Lori G. said…
I'm catching up on things; I'm really excited to hear about your class (and who cares what that other woman thinks about your pink laptop -- it sounds awesome). (Maybe you can add a 'Hello Kitty' sticker to it! hee hee!)

It's going to be two months in a blink of an eye and meanwhile you're keeping yourself busy which is an excellent thing.

Have some fun, okay? Enjoy your weather too! It's icy here and I have to send my BF out on a job assignment to your neck of the woods tomorrow and hopefully not at 6 a.m.

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