…that I snickered when my long lost hubby told me he was supposed to go parasailing today (told you he was hard at work!) but couldn’t because it started to rain? I thought about crying for him…he’s always wanted to go..but then I remembered…..he’s at the beach sans kids…and well, I’m clearly NOT. So….boo-flippin-hoo. Hope he enjoyed his beach run in the rain.
In case you are wondering….voo-doo dolls and crossing your fingers and wishing really, really hard do work.
I’m thinking I’m starting to sound bitter….but really, the time alone has been a bit refreshing. I would, however, feel a bit better if he was in…say….Anchorage and not beachside.
Well…he’s back tomorrow…and it really is a bit sad to hear the kids say, “I really miss my daddy”. (Aw, shucks…I guess I miss him too.)