i can't wait until my sweet husband comes home. i miss doing life with this handsome guy. i enjoy giving him a hard time for wanting the covers when he chooses to sleep with the window open (men!). i don't understand half the things he does, or why he does them. but what i do know is that i have never been more crazy in love with him. so if you're reading this, i want you to know that i'm counting the days until you come home. i am even cleaning the house, doing laundry, and baking pies for you. but in case the house is not clean, there's laundry in the hamper, and there are no pies in the oven... it's probably because i got a puppy. bye!