Missing him.

More and more, everyday. I find myself missing my wonderful husband. I miss his face, his wit, his love toward Abby and me, and yes I miss the CONSTANT picking in me. It's just not the same without it.

As many of you know, my relationship with my husband is different than most. I think we spend more time picking on eachother, Ok him picking on me cause I can RARELY get a good burn in and when I do, I make it known. It is so weird to not have that everyday. I look forward to that become a regular thing again.

Some may ask so do you like having this new "life" persay where you can do whatever you want. Watch whatever tv shows, leave clothes lay on the floor (I'm getting better babe I promise), leave whenever I want to and go whereever I please. Well, my answer would be this. The only thing that has changed is the fact that my husband is gone. I could do whatever I wanted before. Yes we watched a ton of sports while Joe is home but hey, I enjoy it also. I just give him a hard time about watching my shows. Why should I let something piddley as that dictate my marriage. I'm not going to worry about what is on our tv at home when we are together, I just love the fact that we are doing something we enjoy and that we are, in fact, together. We aren't out spending a butt ton of money, we aren't fighting, we aren't going our separate ways, we are spending time together.

Needless to say, I miss my husband. A lot. and can not WAIT to see him again. He is one that can make me laugh no matter what my mood is, and picks me up when I fall.

Love you babe.