I was off to the airport Friday morning to pick up hubby. My car could almost make the trip on its own from this path well traveled. It’s been a long, lonely winter. He’s now around to keep the home fires burning.....how nice it will be to come home at the end of the day to a toasty house and maybe a hot meal. Once again life will be normal, the pack will be together and all will be well.
Winter won’t seem so cold now. His presence adds warmth to this 140 year old house. When I’m at work during the day the fire burns out and by the time I arrive home there is a nip piercing the air. The house is well insulated but drafts infiltrate and let the warm air escape. I like that our house isn’t wrapped in plastic or air tight, but when the north wind penetrates the walls it can be chilly.
When hubby is away, I get a taste of what it is like to live alone. I say I'm a part time widow, the downside to a spouse having to work outside of the province. I can empathize with women who have lost a husband although mine always comes back at some point, at least he has so far, and that light at the end of my tunnel is what keeps me going. I do understand what it feels like to live alone, it's no picnic. Maybe that's why I have four dogs and talk to myself so much.
Speaking of the pups, they sure go crazy when daddy comes home. I usually take them to air airport but we had errands so this time they had to wait at home. Usually there is jumping and crying as he gets into the car. They dive bomb him, all vying for his attention at once. Four bouncing ping pong balls of hair, scrambling to get as close as possible. They lick at him feverishly and he tries to ward off their tongues and turn his head to escape the slathering. The frenzy will last for several minutes before it subsides into the usual calm…that's when he finally looks at me and says "hi". I chuckle to myself and don't burst his bubble. They act the same silly way when I leave and come back after a short jaunt to the grocery store . Foolish, wonderful little dogs. They make us feel so special! When we arrived home they went a bit nuts, whimpering as they clambered all over him on the sofa and then ran around squeaking their toys and balls as if in a parade. So cute to watch.!
We had to go into the city for some supplies. Hubby was tired after an all night flight but he's a trooper. Costco is the best place to buy vinegar in bulk and sharpie markers are cheaper there than at Staples. Then of course I look around to see what's new to tempt me. I go a little crazy at Costco. All the products mesmerize me. I move quickly up and down the isles grabbing things off the shelves and stuffing them into the cart. Then before I head to the cashier counter the spell is broken and I look down at the damage and retrace my steps and start putting the unnecessary stuff back. I still can't get out of there without blowing a ton of money but how much toilet paper and garbage bags do you need all at once. We need to have room in the car to drive home!
I bought the Belgian chocolates they always have. Wrapped in divine packaging for the seasons....how can one resist even if blood sugar is a problem. I am satiated just looking at the box but hubby likes a chocolate or two in the evenings so we'll have to open them at some point. I just need to figure out how to cut the bottom out of the box so the chocolates come out without damaging the wrappings. The boxes are so pretty and Springish!
Winter won’t seem so cold now. His presence adds warmth to this 140 year old house. When I’m at work during the day the fire burns out and by the time I arrive home there is a nip piercing the air. The house is well insulated but drafts infiltrate and let the warm air escape. I like that our house isn’t wrapped in plastic or air tight, but when the north wind penetrates the walls it can be chilly.
When hubby is away, I get a taste of what it is like to live alone. I say I'm a part time widow, the downside to a spouse having to work outside of the province. I can empathize with women who have lost a husband although mine always comes back at some point, at least he has so far, and that light at the end of my tunnel is what keeps me going. I do understand what it feels like to live alone, it's no picnic. Maybe that's why I have four dogs and talk to myself so much.
Speaking of the pups, they sure go crazy when daddy comes home. I usually take them to air airport but we had errands so this time they had to wait at home. Usually there is jumping and crying as he gets into the car. They dive bomb him, all vying for his attention at once. Four bouncing ping pong balls of hair, scrambling to get as close as possible. They lick at him feverishly and he tries to ward off their tongues and turn his head to escape the slathering. The frenzy will last for several minutes before it subsides into the usual calm…that's when he finally looks at me and says "hi". I chuckle to myself and don't burst his bubble. They act the same silly way when I leave and come back after a short jaunt to the grocery store . Foolish, wonderful little dogs. They make us feel so special! When we arrived home they went a bit nuts, whimpering as they clambered all over him on the sofa and then ran around squeaking their toys and balls as if in a parade. So cute to watch.!
We had to go into the city for some supplies. Hubby was tired after an all night flight but he's a trooper. Costco is the best place to buy vinegar in bulk and sharpie markers are cheaper there than at Staples. Then of course I look around to see what's new to tempt me. I go a little crazy at Costco. All the products mesmerize me. I move quickly up and down the isles grabbing things off the shelves and stuffing them into the cart. Then before I head to the cashier counter the spell is broken and I look down at the damage and retrace my steps and start putting the unnecessary stuff back. I still can't get out of there without blowing a ton of money but how much toilet paper and garbage bags do you need all at once. We need to have room in the car to drive home!
I bought the Belgian chocolates they always have. Wrapped in divine packaging for the seasons....how can one resist even if blood sugar is a problem. I am satiated just looking at the box but hubby likes a chocolate or two in the evenings so we'll have to open them at some point. I just need to figure out how to cut the bottom out of the box so the chocolates come out without damaging the wrappings. The boxes are so pretty and Springish!
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