one man shy

It's 10:27 on Sunday night and I was hoping my man would surprise me by walking in the door from his four days (so far) out in the woods on a big muzzleloader hunt.

I don't think it will happen tonight.

Last year was a big year. Remember this? It's hard to beat a year like he had last year.

I'm hoping that all his hard work will pay off tomorrow and he will come home to me.

I'm lonely!

Don't get me wrong, the boys and I have stayed VERY busy since he left on Wednesday, but we're missing our leader of the testosterone army.

The water heater stopped making hot water and we settled for cold for over 24 hours until super-wife I took action and got it fixed (for a really good price).

We've had four soccer games, two play dates and I even had my monthly girls night. We went to church this morning and my next door neighbors even took my two older boys to the circus this evening.

We've had a full schedule.

But I'm lonely and I miss my man! Come home my great white hunter!