Hanging the Moon

July 19, 2009

This is the first night we’ve slept apart since we remarried, and I’m lonesome. Riley’s depressed, too, since his new best friend is gone for a while, as well.

I can’t feel too badly, though, because Michael is off hanging the moon for me. And for Riley. M’s pretty damn good at that hanging the moon stuff.

I don’t know what Jelly Tots are, but if I did, I know I’d love them, and that I would love him just as much as I love them.

Probably more.

But there are no jelly tots in my future.

Just 36 hours till Trainer Tom and I start my new program.

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