i hope you know how proud i am
that you are getting all of these construction dudes into technology,

and thus loving your job more and more…
and even though it is stressful,
you were so happy to come home and spend your 30th b-day
with just me {and my protruding son}
yes, i didn’t make a cake- we just had mini cheesecakes from costco…
and though we got through the man-flick of your choice
that we both admitted was just that, and not much more
{the green hornet. i wont say anything about it, 
on the off chance someone liked it…}
too bad our little theater is not cool enough to still show harry potter… lametown.
and since today was a 15-hour day,
i hope you don’t mind that i borrowed your little b-day present to make myself some
much-needed lonely diet coke.
{i am sure someday i will look back on these last 6 weeks of waiting
as very difficult days that seem to be just that.
waiting.}
i hate that you sometimes have to work all day,
and yes i might start feeling sorry for myself and have myself a hormonal cry or two…
but i hope you know how much i appreciate that you do.
thanks for everything.
i love you.
{but seriously,
i have just watched 5 what not to wears and they are repeating….
come home now.}