Toooomorow!

It's only a day away!
If you couldn't tell, I'm referring to the song in Annie.
I'm just a bit anxious for Pat to get home. I've missed him a little.
I'll be picking him up from the airport in Anchorage tomorrow afternoon. I tend to have the romanticized images of how he will come down the aisle and I'll greet him. I don't think that image has ever materialized, though it came close when he came home from Dutch Harbor. I guess I'm getting jaded. Probably for the best. At least for the other people in the airport.