Day 39

We chatted for a long time last night, and by the time I made it to bed, the blog had totally slipped my mind.

I knew you would notice, but when I woke up at 4am from an awful dream that reminded me I had forgotten, I didn't think many others would be effected by my miss. I was mistaken.
I was humbled today to learn that several people follow my ramblings to you...more than I would have imagined. I thought most would lose interest when I started this, but it seems that I was wrong.

I know that you are writing to me as well, and I can't wait to read your letters. You and I have spoken several times about, but I can't remember mentioning it here, printing these and combining them with yours when you come home...as our love story. Hopefully our children will want to look back at these one day and see how much in love their parents were.

It was warmer here today, although not by much. It's -31 as I'm writing this. I had to go out and rescue Flint and Shelby from the ice monster today. He tricked them...made them think it was warmer this morning, then pulled the proverbial blanket off this evening. It has dropped 15 degrees in 3 hours.

They're all fine, though. Nice and toasty on the couch, my lap or by the heater, depending on which one you're looking for...

The neighbors are starting to drive me nuts. The beating and banging on the walls starts about 11pm and ends around 4am. It gets the dogs worked up, and when they get worked up, I get nervous. I may start getting up around 0630 and learn how to play the drums. Maybe that will make them rethink their volume control. ;)

Anyway, I will talk to you very soon, my love. You're always in my heart, and you have the biggest piece of me there with you. We love you to the moon and back, and miss you just as much. You're our hero.

Goodnight, soldier.