Loving Life

Hubby, maybe I should give him a name.  Everyone seems to be naming their husbands.  Maybe I'll ask him what he wants to be called.  

At any rate, he pointed out that we are leaving for Texas this year on the same day as last year.  Looking forward to going but it will not be the same.  Last year, our families were whole, this year there is a hole.  Granted by the time we left last year, the hole already existed but our feelings were so raw and she was so very much present emotionally and spiritually, if not physically, that it didn't seem real. This year it will be very real.  I now understand why my sibling has such a difficult time going "home". It has to be so hard to go home to emptiness after thirty-seven years because it feels strange to me knowing she won't be there.  It's coming up to a year of firsts, her birthday, their anniversary, his birthday.  We'll be there through them all and relive all the memories and toast to all the good times spent together.

Hubby distracted me.  He's getting ready to go out and just watching him gave me that little tingle.  What is it.  Lillie, posted about it last month, the clitoral tug it's called.  How does he have that power after so much time? Don't know, really don't care, just glad it's still there.

Some more aimless rambling, was just distracted again by Mrs. Hummingbird. Short attention span today, actually I suffer from the shiny penny syndrome. We have a eucalyptus tree just outside our door and a couple of weeks ago we noticed a lot of hummingbird activity.  Our eyes followed her to this beautiful nest in the tree.  It is a work of art, at least from the ground.  She is a vigilant mother, not leaving for more than a few minutes at a time.  Last week there were some cold temps and  horrible winds and I really feared for them but although a large protecting branch fell, she and the nest are still there.  I hope they hatch before we leave. It would be something to see.  They are small but mighty creatures.  

Today, hubby, there it is no name again, was sweeping the floor and I went into the bedroom to get out of the way and I feel whap, whap, whap with the broom on my backside.  He informed me the target was too good to pass up.  Gotta love him.

We have friends visiting this weekend. They are fellow RVr's and we have a great time whenever we are together.  So even though the weather is supposed to be not the best we will have lots of fun and laughter.  Life is good. 

Well I've gone on and on and said nothing.  We are enjoying the rest of our time here with our friends, going to baseball games and just living life - hoping you are doing the same.

See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.