Yesterday I invited some friends over for dinner. I figured I needed some company with Howard gone for one more night. Much to my surprise, Howard walked in the door before we were even done eating. He left San Diego on Sunday instead of on Monday. I talked to him several times and he misled me about where on the road he was. I was, and am, very glad to have him here. I rushed to him and hugged him. I’m pleased to say that I focused on his face first before my eyes were drawn inevitably to The Boots. He got new boots in Vegas. Every time he walks into the room with them, my eyes are drawn to them. They are so wonderfully incongruous with the rest of his attire. (Pictures here)
Despite my earlier grumpy whining, I am really happy today. Howard is at home. Every time he walks into the room I am glad he is here. I’ve found myself sitting in his office, not because I had anything to say, but because I wanted to be near him.
Holy sexy boots batman. Yeah, i’d be looking at them too!!! 🙂