It's been well over a week since I posted last, but I promise, I had a good excuse.
Dutch Elm's disease.
Okay, okay, I didn't actually have dutch elm's disease, but I know someone whose parent called them in sick from school one day and that's the excuse they used!
I was really in Texas enjoying The Much Anticipated Reunion with The Calm One (aka my husband). He was at Lackland AFB for a very long three months. We had big plans for the first part of our reunion week: visit the Alamo, amble down the Riverwalk, eat out (sans kids, believe me you, it is a treat!) to name a few. Almost none of that happened. Well, we did eat out. And it was nice.
As if taking TCO away from his family for three whole months wasn't enough for The Powers That Be, it was decided that extra duty and standing around in uniform doing nothing while the wife was at the hotel room was necessary to further instill the characteristics of a good Airman. Welcome to the military.
We managed to make the best of it, extra duty and all. The second half of the week was spent on the road. 'Nough said about that.
Now, before you think that I've forgotten that the object of this blog is to find joy in it all, let me tell you that the best part was coming home. Kids, In-laws, balloons, welcome home signs and cake (because according to Michael -- aka The Cruise Director -- "it's just not a party without cake!") were all eagerly awaiting our arrival. And it was sweet. And I'm not just talking about the cake.
And speaking of cake:
turned into this:
in a very short amount of time.