... but my holiday from rehearsals ends this weekend, and I lose my cook at the same time, so I'm making the most of what I have.
I just read about this homecoming and had to say, not to you gentle reader, but as a record to me, that coming home this time was the bestest ever. It felt great to be welcomed back by the nicest smile in the world (topped by two sparkling spec lenses and bordered by two flapping ears) and I love the way he has been spoiling me. It has even made the housework he saved up for me less annoying.
Joe-mine, I love you, ok? And no, not just for the sex!