Mike's Home Mike's Home!

Oh how I missed him. 

When he was gone I had to do man things, like change a tire and mow the lawn. 

I missed his companionship... somebody to hang out with and talk to and to play football with. 

I missed playing wife, because apparently I felt like I didn't need to do laundry or dishes or food shopping. 

I accidently put him to work right when he got home. 

The cukes had gotten out of control; we had to build a ridiculously tall trellis:

While driving downtown, we got to play a ridiculous game of

 "one of these things is not like the other," which I play often while driving. You tell me what's wrong with this picture:

And THIS!