Tuesday, August 11, 2009

I'm Not That Kind of Girl

Dear Nick, Nickie-Poo-Poo, Nickles & Pickles, Hon, Man-O-My-Dreams,


I miss you so much my heart aches and I can't quite catch my breath and I feel kind of mopey and discombobulated.

I am just not normally that kind of girl.

Really. I don't believe in letting boys do this to me.

But I miss you. And I don't really want to tell you how much until after you get home because I don't want you to worry or be sad because I am so thrilled that you are chasing your dream right now.

I must be really out of sorts because I don't even feel like blogging or facebooking or tweeting or anything. I don't even want to type LOL.

And I feel like a schmuck for being such a sap because Debbie's husband is deployed and she isn't whining randomly on the Internet.

So I promise to stop whining. Promise-Serious. I want you to know that I am really proud of you. I believe in you!

Love,

B


P.S. I think the cure for feeling like I can't quite catch my breath is to run a half marathon next Sunday. Then I definitely won't be able to catch my breath.

3 comments:

  1. That is so sweet. I know the feeling too. My husband and I are back and forth between MS and LA so we have a lot of time apart. Go for a run - that always helps. The half marathon should be fun too and it will help to pass some time in a good way. Good Luck!

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  2. Saw your comment at Happy Feet 26.2 and came on over...

    Hey - I like dashes, too! And Krispy Kreme donuts! And those penguins you made!

    Hope that half marathon is a fun one!

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  3. I love you and miss you too. You're the Best. I couldn't be happier in life. I'm not with you physically now. But I will always be with you.
    Keep Blogging Honey. Your great at it. I can't wait to come home to you and the kids.

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