A Smile On My Face :-)

If you read my blog last week, you probably noticed that I was feeling a bit overwhelmed with everything. It was not a good week. Actually, every week is the same for me; I count down the days until I get to see Jay. He’s been working Saturdays for what seems like forever, but it’s mandatory so he has to do it. I’m just happy to get to see his smiling face.

Isn’t he cute?? Yes, I’m very much biased, but I can’t help myself. I can be horribly grumpy on my drive down. I get even grumpier when I see that the college students have hogged up my space in front of Jay’s house. But when I get inside and have a few moments to catch up with everything that’s gone on, then I can feel the stress and anger melting away. Perhaps it’s the hotness that does it.

I mean, could you stay grumpy if you were around something this hot? Just look at those chiseled features… the coolness that radiates outward… the confidence that smolders under the surface… the ‘raring-to-go’ that is barely contained… and you should see Jay fly it! Wowzers! Being surrounded by jets as hot as this one just completely does me in. πŸ˜‰

Friday night I had a delightful call that made me realize that even when I feel like I’m all alone, there are people out there who care about me.

*WARNING* – some super bragging is on its way….

To make me smile, my very dearest sweetie stopped and picked these up for me on his way home:

Aren’t they gorgeous? Yes, I had to put them on my stove in an attempt to keep them away from the cats. It didn’t work. The greenery has been chewed all to bits. 😦

Jay wants to make me happy, and he’s doing a very good job. If he’s not careful he’s going to have me in his life for a VERY long time! There won’t be a crowbar strong enough to pry me out of there. πŸ™‚

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