|Chicken will never forgive me for this picture.|
Her teeth are whiter than this--the light just
SUCKED! But she bought one of those
bunny clip things for her, and one for Squish.
Chicken was about to leave at that point, and it was hitting me that she was not going home with me as most of my molecular structure assumed she should have been, and I was not in the mood for joking.
"My husband is actually terrifyingly competent and really awesome with the kids," I said flatly. "I'm going home because I need to see my family."
This person didn't understand (I didn't expect her to) but I know that most of you will, even if your family is all four footed, furry, and has an insane fascination for what you do in the bathroom. (Yes, Steve missed me too, can you tell?)
|Just looking at him makes my chest hurt. |
And he was SUCH a total sweetheart!
|Squish and I made pompom monsters last|
night before spaghetti for dinner. Can you
tell how proud she is?
And GRL promises to be... breathless and thrilling? Exciting? Frantic? There is a schedule on an ap called "Bloodhound" that is apparently like having a fairy godmother on your phone. Except it's on your IPHONE, which I don't have--my phone is fairy godmother PROOF, and I've got a sheaf of papers that I'm highlighting so I don't miss my stuff. *shudder* The idea of missing something makes a nasty little pit in my stomach. Hates it, my peoples... hates it!!!
So it's three nights in my own bed, two days getting the kids to school, and then back on a plane to another world. The other world is going to be a lot of fun, but I have to admit to you, I'm not quite ready to leave this one. That's why the sad song at the end. I'm going to enjoy my trip, but I'm really looking forward to finding my way home.