Sunday Post – December 14, 2014

Naked

Good morning sweetheart!

I’m sorry to hear you had a migraine babe. I don’t think you’ve had one of those in a while. It probably doesn’t help that you are constantly having to do something.

I would have been thrilled to tell you that I feel better today but it would be a total lie. I am more congested. If this is the end of it and my body is cleaning out my lungs then…great. That means I should feel better soon.

I miss you baby. I know I say that a lot over the weekend and even during the week but when I write the words, I truly mean it. I feel incomplete with you.

I hope you have a good day baby.

I love you completely.

Saturday Post – December 13, 2014

Chocolate

Good morning baby!

10 more consecutive days of work until a day off.

I thought the eCard would make you laugh this morning. :)

I hope you had a great evening. I listened to my audiobook and basically fell asleep. Unusual. I know.

I have a ride into work this morning. He will drop me off and then we’re going to Best Buy after work.

I’ll look forward to “commenting” back and forth with you as we can.

I miss you so much it hurts sweetheart.

I love you!

Thursday Post – December 11, 2014

1968 your kiss

Good morning baby!

I didn’t sleep well at all last night as I could barely breathe. My nostrils would take turns closing. My throat is ridiculously sore. I generally feel like a big piece of crap.

I’m not sure if the best thing to do would be to stay home or not. I think logic and common sense would say “yes” but we both know I’m not any of those things. :)

I hope you are doing better than I am.

I finally got out of bed at 2:15 am and started doing laundry. I was literally awake for most of the night. Yuck.

The bright spot in my life today will be the minutes I get to spend with you.

I love you completely.

Tuesday Post – December 9, 2014

Funny eCard

Good morning baby!

I hope you slept better than I did. This time it wasn’t loud television and loud voices, it was fluid draining from somewhere above my head (I think) to my stomach or my lungs. Hopefully, most of it went into my stomach. Yuck. Congestion sucks.

My throat is still sore but not as much. At least, not yet.

I can hear the pitter patter of rain on the window sill. I hope that is all it ever becomes but I’m sure it will turn into crap.

I miss you baby. I hope that whatever the day holds in store for us, we can be together. I need you. My body is aching for your touch.

I love you more than words can describe. You are my rock and I love you completely.

Our love…in words