Sunday, January 22, 2012

YAY, Dada's home (dada... not gizmo. Though he's home, too.)

He's home.  He's home.  Sanity is somewhat restored.  (really, how can I be sane again.  Lets be honest.)  G$ greeted dad with a beer.  A Shiner so he would remember what being Texan means.  Then he helped him in with his bags.

Things are good.  And someone made me dinner tonight.  Yesssssssssssssss.


Kristi Thomsen said...

Yay, for Dada being home and an even bigger YAY for not having to cook dinner!

A.B. said...

It's almost like I'm a kept woman. I mean, like if you couldn't see the rest of my house.

CDS said...

Cheers to a happy and healthy homecoming! :)