Drove my husband to the airport yesterday so he could fly back to Canada. He has to finalize some INS paperwork and get everything ready for the big move back down. We're hoping for the end of November but one can never tell when awaiting the ok from the government.

    I don't think I've fully realized that he is gone for months and not just days. I thought I would be very sad but I'm not. Granted I do miss him and I am sad that he will be gone for so long but not as sad as I feared I would be. So now it's up to the guys in Canada to take care of him...which in Canadian means pester him constantly. Which is why I like Trev, Allan, and Dale so much. *smile*

    Well I'm off to take care of Ezri, our cat. She just came home from being spayed. :/