No Time…


No time to write anything deep and meaningful today.

After 2.5 weeks of being a baseball widow… I’m up early and off to the airport to collect my husband.

I will have 3 hours in the car to decide whether or not to hug him or hit him (for leaving in the first place). Β Wish me (or should I say him) Luck!!

and since hubby’s middle name is Gordon.. this image seemed appropriate….