Thursday, February 19, 2009

Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy!

My hubby is home.  I was late picking him up from the airport, but he didn't mind.  He is tired.  

The suitcases are unpacked and put away.  He stayed awake as long as he could, but the jet lag has won, and he is sleeping now.  

I didn't like what he brought back with him . . . laundry.  Piles and piles.  It looks like clothes bombs went off in our house and left piles of clothing everywhere.  

I don't care about that right now.  The sun is shining.  My world is complete again.  He's home.  

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