We are home. So much to say, so many new memories, so many photos to process.
But first, happy 14th year, my love. Thank you. For the strength, the partnership, the ability to provide dual entertainment in flight to twin toddlers... for the amazing shrimp dinner you just cooked, the raging backyard fire you stoked and the cold beer you bought.
I promise a hearty New Year's brekky while we watch the Rose Parade, a solo bike ride whenever you want it and a really good kiss.
And to all of you, my wishes for your 09 to be the dream you always saw, and the hope you have/want/need realized. Now, back to the fire and my kiss.
See you soon with pics and the recipe for the shrimp. I died.