wine
butter
narrow, winding streets (with lovely Christmas decorations)
smelly cheese
and most importantly...
MY HUSBAND!
The USS Bush pulled into Marseille, France (despite Fox News and other outlets giving me a heart attack by implying they had diverted to Syria) a few days ago, and I got to hug my husband for the first time in nearly seven months. We are enjoying some quiet time together before the "real" homecoming madness with our kids, the holidays, and our extended families. I can't thank my family enough for caring for my 2 and 1 year old so that we could have this time together. It is priceless, and oh my did I ever need this break from my routine.
Au revoir, for now. We are off to drink too much, eat too much, and enjoy our last night in this beautiful city.
Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful post. So happy you were able to reunite with your husband - and in France! The Army pales in comparison...haha. Enjoy your last night before the craziness sets in. :)
ReplyDeleteDon't do anything I wouldn't do :) Love you both!
ReplyDeleteAmazing! What a wonderful trip and cute picture!
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