Starving Artist Ink.

whew! we made it home.

hours of transport… leaving home with a sickness, only to come home with a new one. yaaay.

but there are blue skies to welcome us, and our breath clinging  in the mid air.(it's COLD!)

coughing up pieces of my lungs into the sink. mmmm… finding pieces of cough drop in my hair- must have fallen out while i was dozing somewhere between the three air planes and bus.

i expected to take so many pictures while i was there, but really… i didn't take hardly any. (i don't think that sentence sounds right.. but i'm working with little sleep here.) will share soon..

forgot our anniversary until the day after. hahaha oops! how pathetic. BOTH of us forgot.

got to hold and play and cuddle and kiss and be infected- or be the infectee to my little baaaaabies.

…miss my mom and papa so much.

and, i am so glad to be home. ready to sleep in my bed. and get a fire going in our fire place.

drink some hot tea and start knitting.

now if only i could gain hearing back…