Belly Flops and Turning Trees

I don't know why - truly I don't - my belly is doing flips right now.  So nervous!  I pick up Joe at the airport a little more than 24 hours from now and shouldn't be so nervous.  We've been married going on 17 years now after all.

But I am as nervous as at the moment I first met him.  Silly?  Maybe.  But to be so in love that the thought of holding my hubby and not sleeping alone in our bed for the first time in three plus months gives me butterflies is something I unabashedly embrace.

And also turning are our trees.  Rapidly.  Yellow is the new green.  Gorgeous to be sure, but a firm reminder summer can't be kept forever.  Otherwise, the gifts of the season wouldn't be as firmly appreciated as they are when her visits are every few months.  She'll be back soon enough. For now, fall is coming with her own gifts and beauties.  I am looking forward to the first chill in the air of a beautiful fall morning.

Hopefully I don't get a speeding ticket heading to the airport tomorrow night.  Of course, rushing won't make that plane land any earlier, will it?  Good thing I work until it's time to leave to go get him.  Otherwise, I just might go bonkers.  Or bounce off the walls.  Or spend the whole day waiting at the airport.  Or....

At any rate, the wait is almost over!

Yay for Labor Day!

Just realized that Joe coming home for District Convention settles right up against Monday, September 3rd, or Labor Day.  Which means that they will want to take the day off for work for a long weekend.  Which means there is no longer any reason to send Joe back until after Labor Day.  Which means....

I get him for TWO WHOLE WEEKS!  Yay!  TWO WEEKS!  Whoo!  I cannot wait!  I will be working every day between my full time job and flagging for the state fair, but at least he'll be here when I get home.  And perhaps, just perhaps, we can sneak in a date night to one of the concerts.  Like Creed, or Air Supply. I'm thinking he'll vote Creed.  Just a wild guess.