2003-01-31 - 9:40 a.m.

last night you came home a few minutes early. it always is the nicest feeling when you walk in from work, i know at that point that i have you all to myself for the next eight hours. even if for seven of them we are sleeping. you always have something for us to do when you get home, last night it was eating jello in bed, and the other we had ice cream. sometimes we just lay there and talk to the stars, others we play king of the bed which turns into pillow fights.

i dont know what i am trying to say. i guess it would be that my favorite time of the day is for that hour or so where you always decide what we are doing.

every night is a surprise.

have a good one.

i am off to make money. going to a condo closing.

later.