Man Crush re-ignited
We got the first disc to Season 5 of 24 from the Netflix Santa yesterday. It's been in our queue since July, and so, as you could imagine, yesterday was a bit celebratory....so we watched all 4 episodes and gave it back to Santa today so that he could bring us the next disc. And on top of that, we changed our Netflix membership so that we get 2 movies at time now to satisfy our fix.
And as mentioned above, I officially re-have a man cruch on Jack Bauer.
Charlotte and my Wife(Sarah don't worry, it's not bad)
I just returned from a great trip to Charlotte, in which I closed on our new house on Thursday and hung out with Matt and Kathryn Howell during the evenings. I think that we are really going to enjoy our move out there, and I hope that we will continue the friendships that are there and make many more. One thing that is especially striking about this upcoming time for us is that I have never known Sarah when she was not a student. I have had glimpses during holidays and summers, but for the most part she has been a student. Confessingly, I spent too much of the last few years or so griping about her school and not encouraging her in her studies. But with only 4 days (aside from 6 months of clinicals in the spring and a 2 week class next summer) remaining, I could not be more proud of her and her success thus far in her doctorate of physical therapy program. I'm not even taking the classes, but I can feel how hard they are just from watching her study.
I was talking with Matt and Kathryn the other night and Kathryn asked me if Sarah and I did okay when we weren't with each other at night. In terms of shear sleeping abilities, I don't think that either Sarah or I miss sleep when the other isn't 3 inches away (we have a double bed). In reality, Sarah probably sleeps better because I have been known to elbow, knee, and kick her during the night. We believe that there have been bruises to prove, but at any rate, I find myself apologizing during the night fairly often. Though I do not sleep particularly worse, I begin to see that after a few days, I really just miss her. You could probably scroll back several years on this blog and read of my lonely times, of which I haven't written in a while. But lo, I have been away from her for 3 days and I find myself missing her dearly, longing for that closeness of that friend and wife that I now have. I don't think you can really explain it unless you're married, but it's very real. Anyhow, she will return from Boston tomorrow (she has been visiting her 7 month pregnant with 2's sister) and I will be speeding to the airport to get her. Sarah, I'm ready, come home.
