Monday, March 12, 2012

From a Lonely Hotel Room

I am in California this week for some work training. Four days away from my family, sleeping in a cold, eerily-quiet hotel room all by myself.

I almost cried at the airport when Mr. Brown Eyes kissed me goodbye.

On the upside, I've never had a hotel room all to myself. It's kind of exciting. I can jump on the bed, set the heater to "Satanically Hot," and make a big ol' mess that I won't have to clean up.

But, instead, I'll probably just sit at my computer and stare at pictures of Baby Brown Eyes.

Jumping on the bed just isn't as much fun by yourself.

Missing my family,
The Brown-Eyed Girl

2 comments:

Tootsie said...

Hope it was a good trip!

Kolena said...

I've never seen that setting on a heater before...