i'm not sure when writing lovely things about my husband began to feel embarassing. like i'm being dumb. cheesy. sappy.

maybe it's because lately i've heard so many people talk about couples who were just so sickening with their love and affection and whatever. and every time i hear it, i'm like: yeah gross. stupid disgusting lovesick losers! and then there's this part of me inside that's like: it's maybe not so gross. maybe it's actually kinda sweet. and i think it's wonderful when people are in love, and i sure hope people don't say shit like that about us when we're affectionate...

so anyway. all of that is a long winded way of saying.

i love my husband so much, y'all. we have our issues, which probably just means we're human. but at the end of the day, he's my rock. and he loves me so very much, and he's such a good man, and such a fun person, and such an amazing friend.

he's working so much and i miss him terribly. and now comes news that he may be out of town for as long as a week very soon.

and i dunno. i just so want to crawl in his luggage and spend the week lounging in his hotel bed ordering movies and eating room service and then going out with him at night to explore a new city.

it's a lovely daydream, but it's just not possible.

none of that changes the essential thing i came here to capture, though.

i love him so. so so so.