I flew back yesterday on the red-eye and by the time I got home I had the sniffles, as happens so often after long plane rides. I drank Theraflu and slept for most of the morning, then rose and edited some stories for the magazine, by which time my love had arrived home from work. My Valentine made me lobster for dinner, and gave me the most creatively engineered pop-up cards I have ever seen. But really, it was the words he wrote on them that melted me. Oh, it's good to be home.
Melted butter and lobster.
ReplyDeleteMelted you and love.
Sweetness.
When home is a happy place, there is no place to compare. I feel the same way about coming home. I hope you've stopped the bug in its tracks!
ReplyDeleteI think that's the best part of going away, it makes you miss home.
ReplyDeleteHope you're feeling better.
Welcome home to the comforts of love. Hope you are feeling well.
ReplyDeletealways good to be home especially when you have a man that will cook lobster for you there.
ReplyDeleteI just did a 10 hour flight from the US to the UK and I always use "First Defence" before I get on the plane. I was always getting ill on long flights, but since I've used this I'm never ill. It's just a nasal spray, but I wouldn't be without it. I buy mine through Amazon.
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