Last night

Last night when I got into bed SW was there obviously since he's home. It makes me think of those crazy little things I miss when he's gone. Laying in bed I thought wow this is the best. My legs tangled in his feet, backwards spooking and his arm under my head my hand under and around the pillow and his arm. That right there is the best position in the world. I miss that. I haven't had to sleep with ear plugs in what seems like years...but I miss that too. I miss hearing him upstairs (even though we just moved before he left) banging around. I love not having to be the one to make decisions. Today for instance we bought us a brand new TV, SW picked it out, he haggled the price. He is putting it together. He put together my book shelf...

He is a good good man. He's up stairs right now putting the new TV onto the wall.

Last week we went to Vegas. It was a blast, spent way to much money...but he was home (if Vegas was home, we did buy a timeshare but that's besides the point). I spent way to much money...did taxes too (its a good thing though since he needed to sign them to get our money). We also talked about BM, I'm slightly disappointed that we didn't get there. Pretty close but didn't. Its crappy that his leave is filled with life stuff...although at this point I'm liking the day to day with him home.

Yesterday we went to dinner with a group of friends and family. It still amazes me everyday the amount of support he has. Kinda dumb but K and R didn't come...they seem to be flaking on just about every couple thing we do lately. Why do friends to that? Or are they really friends?

OK off to check on the TV progress and my wonderous husband!