It's so nice to be taken care of.

Ahhh... He's back. I didn't realize how much I missed him until he walked through the door. He's the best. He raved about the kitchen and loves it, I didn't really think he would care. He paid all the bills, hung up the bikes, folded laundry, did the dishes and is now taking the girls to the beach. Wow.

I just made reservations at a great French restarant up in Milwaukee for our anniversary dinner. Cheers to 8 years! Now don't ever leave again please.

Side Note: He was invited on a 21 day trip through the Grand Canyon in the next couple of years. Guess not leaving is wishful thinking.