Today is the Day

So, today is the day I have been waiting for a whole year for. News of my hubby coming home to be with is two best girls. I am totally in love and happy. I feel like a schoolgirl and I am filled with a quiet energy. There is so much to do between now and then, but none of it matters. The truth is nothing matters but having the man home safe and sound. That is all that will matter to him too. I am sure that anything is better than how he has been living. It is moderately clean, smells good, warm bed that doesn't poke him at night while he sleeps, no mortars, a fridge filled with the foods HE likes and wants, Taco Bell not too far down the street, a car to drive without worry of an IED, board shorts, flip flops, surf boards, and the ocean air ALL have to be better than how he has been living. I care about having some things ready for him, but I am not perfect now, nor will I ever be perfect, so why pretend by scrubbing floors and vacuuming corners? I will make the bed, with clean sheets, I will clean the bathrooms, and I will sweep the floors, but beyond that, I am opening my life and heart up again for the man of my dreams to walk through that door again. That is what I am most interested in preparing for...him...me...us. I love you, bebe. Come home alive and in one piece.

Blow the joint 'cause the joint just blows...

POPPING SMOKE, BABY!