Dear John

Well, my "runner's high" has worn off.  After the first few days I felt like I was going to be able to make it no problem.  Then the week got long, the kids got whiny and grumpy, I got tired, even the weather got yucky.  I was having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day . . . when a package arrived. 

I LOVE to get mail.  Not the bill kind but the somebody thought of you and decided you were worth the stamp kind.  So, a package really made me excited!  I knew it had to be from Danny and open it right away.  This is what I find -

A boyfriend pillow!  Isn't it great?  I guess you can't really appreciate it until you actually let it hold you and it really feels like your boyfriend/husband.  Just trust me - it is amazing!

So, I did what any sweet wife would do.  I send a thank you email that went like this:

Dear John,

I never thought I would do this. I am so sorry. It just all happened so fast. One day I am laying in bed alone and the next his arm was around me. You left and it was like he was delivered on my door step. I just couldn't help but open up and cuddle with him. I am sorry to hurt you. I'm glad you understand I need someone to hold me and you can't do that from miles away.

 

Serves him right, the smarty pants!  :D  Now, time to go cuddle!