Two days ago I was dressed for winter, snuggling under a rug, recovering from Thanksgiving. The sun set before 6pm, the early morning was chilly, and the trees were bare. I had to duck away from a biting wind while biking to the Black Friday sales. Though my accent was tending towards an American lilt, a day didn't go by that I wasn't asked where I was from.
Today I went body-boarding in the ocean, I am wearing jandals and torn jeans, I have a slight burn on my shoulders, and black sand between my toes. It's still light at 8pm, all the trees are covered in vibrant green leaves, and there are flowers everywhere. I have to remember to stay on the left hand side of the road while I drive. My accent is normal.
Today we had a picnic at a summery Christmas concert and I received sloppy chocolatey kisses from HarryBarry and Madsta.
Today, you are there and I am here. Jbird, I miss you.
Today, you are there and I am here. Jbird, I miss you.
We are loving having you home!! Yeah for us. xxxx
ReplyDelete... and to think for selling my soul to only 3 more IU opera productions, I could afford to be there to enjoy it with you... haha jk
ReplyDeleteLove and miss you so much babe
I love being home, Kate!
ReplyDelete...except, Jbird, that you loved being in that opera, so it's not exactly 'selling your soul'.