A Love Letter

Dearest Mr. H~

I know you wonder what in tarnation I do all day, since the house is no cleaner when you come home than it was when you left. Here is a typical-ish day:

Today I was a lot of things, and did a lot of things. It started with me waiting at the bus stop for 40 minutes wishing you had gone to school this morning, so i could hitch a ride with you. Oh well, I eventually thawed out... :)

Once I got to work, I was already tired. I ate my banana for breakfast but was disappointed to remember that the prescription mouthwash leaves a metallic taste in my mouth for HOURS after. Bummer. Then I missed you. Then I got a little lazy at work and had to work really hard to keep doing my work. It was difficult. Did I mention I missed you? 

Then, the advil wore off, and my tooth was screaming with pain. It was at that point, I wished you were around to give me a big hug (but not too tight--didn't want the tooth to hurt even more). So I took 5 more advil to combat the pulsing pain. 

Remember my co-worker Delaine? Well, today was her retirement social. Apparently our department gave her a digital picture frame for her going away present, and it had pictures loaded on it already. This is where I got a little upset for the day. Remember that time we had Jenn take our pics in the canyon? Well, she put one of us on it which I thought was weird, and then was irritated about later. Then I just missed you again. You looked all hot in the picture with a cute little grin on your mug. Love you!

Boredom was next. Or maybe that was impatience--not sure. I saw these beauties, and was just WAITING for all the speeches to finish so i could help myself to a delicious slice of heaven--errr--cake. We know how I like me my cake! Then I realized, it was from Schmidt's bakery. Did you know that's where we got our wedding cake? Then I missed you again. 

This is what I did while I was waiting patiently (at first) for speeches to end, and cake-eating to  begin...Don't worry, my eyes didn't get stuck that way like they always say.
This one actually hurted a little. 
Then I missed you again. Then I wrapped up some cake and brought it home for you. and for me. 

After work, I walked to the bus stop, and once again, waited for the bus. This time I think I only waited about 35 minutes--but I missed a bus, and then a different bus missed me. Bummer. Finally got home, and went to the Nord. Rack to get some Christmas/Birthday shopping done. Unfortunately, only Birthday shopping was done. Then I missed you again. 

When I got home, this is the next thing I did:

Made some dinner -- check out how tasty this looks...! Mmm...the cheese was good. Then I noticed the pan you obviously made your eggs in, and remembered those FANTASTIC eggs you made me for breakfast last week. They were SUPER tasty, and I totally wished you were here to make some more for me. My salad was good though. Look at those delicious chunks of fresh yummy mozzarella cheese soaked with balsamic vinegar. Remember how I LOVE vinegar??? 

Then I went to the gym. Too lazy and tired to really get dressed in gym clothes, I just wore my pajamas that I LOVE!!! Favorite P.J. pants ever! I was SOOOO tired that it was all I could do to stay the whole 3o minutes. Thought I might die. Everybody Loves Raymond was on the t.v. (I was lazy and only biked 5 miles today instead of the usual running/walking). It was their wedding episode, and they did this thing at the toast where they linked their arms before drinking. I want to do that. Can we do that sometime buddy? I love you. This is the part where I missed you again. Then I thought about ice cream, because I saw a commercial with ice cream, and then I thought about that time you came home from the gym at midnight, and downed half a carton of Breyer's ice cream. I had a little chuckle, and considered coming home to eat my own little bowl of caramel delight ice cream. I wished you were here to indulge with me. 

Then I came home and decided to write you a love letter before bed. I'm sitting on our couch in the Highland sweatshirt I stole from you that you stole from your ex-g/f that she stole from her brother (or ex-ex-b/f??) and my favorite p.j. pants. Missing you. and Loving you like mad!!

Come home soon, and don't forget my nightly smooch! 

Love and kisses, 

Your darling Squash (I am darling you know!!! even if I am hopped up on advil and vinegar)