My Man's Home

I'm still here. Not as busy as I think I am, or like to complain that I am. :)

Michael's home. He came home the first of the month. It's been lots of fun having him here.
I was at the gro store when he came home. Gab called and told me he was here. I promptly started to cry and turn circles in the middle of the store. I should have been home; on the other hand I needed to finish at the store if we were to eat that night.

I am at this moment sitting in an empty house. In my head I should be cleaning up, making gro lists and to do list. I am on call and my week end may not be my own. My family, did I tell you my husband is home, are down the hill seeing a movie. My husband has my two grown kids plus three others that tagged along. So wish I could be with them. However, I must sit and wait for the phone to ring. Praying that it doesn't.

I already know that there is a noon case scheduled for Sunday. I'm not sure just how much of an emergency it can be, seeing as how it was scheduled today. Ruins Sunday morning plans. God willing we can go Sunday night to church; esp since my Kevin has expressed a desire to join us. He thinks that there will actually be some one at church that will talk to him. My men are so funny. (weird) They seem to think that people don't talk to them at church, yet every time I seek them out they are engaged in conversation with someone. Course his two best friends are home for the holidays, so there you go.

Did I tell you that Michael is home?! He's the best man I know. I think I'll keep him, warts and all.

Hope you all are having a spectacular week-end.
God Bless you each and every one.