A typical Friday afternoon rush on the motorway as i was heading back from London , and to top it all we had the usual dosage of british rain! The whole experience only dampened my mood further (excuse the pun) - yeah today im a crabby brit who had to drop his nearest and dearest off at the airport so that she could catch her flight back to MN.

Still, as a friend once said about me, im very positive, and apparently i'd never come back in a second life as a battery cos id be positive both ends ( i think they meant that as a compliment!)

But anyway, my positive side began to switch itself on as i was driving back, reminiscing about the last week, having a quiet laugh at the way she says some words in that Minnesota accent, and those last moments with her in the departure lounge trying to give her some positive thoughts and cheering her up with my cheeky humour as she was dampening my shoulder with her tears. I got a text from her as she was boarding the plane ,  i wished her a safe journey , with the promise that i'll see her again, soon :)

I have to admit it felt strange coming back to an empty house but my emotional silence turned to smiles when i noticed that yet again she'd left half of her bathroom stuff behind (they smell quite nice actually, the lotions, shower gels etc, jeez dare i use them myself and risk being told that i "smell like a tart" ?)  

And if that wasnt bad enough , as i was making the bed i noticed that her nightie was still among the unmade quilt and bed sheets! Oh dear , LOL , someones gonna be "nightieless" tonight.

And for those of you about to suggest i should maybe wear it myself i can only say that id lurrrrve to ... but i think a quieter colour would suit me better  ;)

Good job my dear old mom isnt still alive today, she'd probably have made me catch a plane and take it back to her personally!