Monday, July 18, 2011

Missing You

SHE SAID:

Today I'm going to write about how much I miss Tony.

And this is funny for a couple of reasons. The first reason it's funny is because Tony gets on my nerves when he's home. And I mean this in the nicest way possible... really I do. Anyone that knows Tony knows how high strung he can be. He cannot sit still, he is always doing something, whether he's pacing through the house or he's mowing the yard or watering his plants... I mean there's something that always has to be done and he is right there, working on it.

I'm the exact opposite. I feel like I'm always on the move with the kids and school and everything that when I'm home I like to relax. I like to watch a movie or a TV show or I like to read a book.

It's funny when Tony's boys are over and the three of them are about to go somewhere or are planning something. I have one of the boys walking in circles and the other pacing behind Tony. I'm dead serious. This happens.

The other reason it's funny that I miss him, in a verbally ironic twist of fate sort of way, is because he has only been gone for a couple of hours, so my missing him is way premature. And it's going to last an eternity at this rate...

HE SAID:

Yes I find this kind of funny also. An hour into my trip I text her "miss me yet?" And her response was a definite "NO". Yet inside I think she was missing me. Actually I know she was.
Now, our trip up was quite uneventful (aside from the AC breaking). But the boys and I travel like we're hanging around the house. We drive with only one goal, to reach our destination. In fact, we only made 3 stops on the 700 mile trip. One because a station had gas 20 cents cheaper than anywhere else. Once at a rest stop and once for a gas fill up.

I apologize to anyone who has to put up with me around home. I really don't like to sit still, unless it's the end of the day and I'm ready to fall out. Plus there always seems to be so many things that need to be done. Just ask Maria!

Finally, it's a good thing I have free cell to cell calls. Otherwise all these calls from Maria would cost me a fortune. And Maria, could you please water my plants? The four hanging baskets dry out quick in this heat, and don't forget the ones on my planting bench. Thank you and I love you and I'll see you soon.

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