It's funny.... I was super nervous as I stepped off the plane Wednesday night. I had just landed in Baltimore, it was late but I was too giddy to yawn. As I stepped through the automatic doors my phone vibrated with a text instructing me to look to my right. There was that white truck, there was my boy anxiously hopping out the drivers side door to greet me with the biggest hug.
It had only been three weeks, maybe four, since we last saw each other. But that's a lot. A lot when you're used to seeing each other 3 or 4 times a week.
Frederick, Maryland welcomed me with open arms. You see, the boy works 8am to 7pm every day. So I would take him to work, wander the town, go grab lunch with him, wander some more and then anxiously await 6:59 when I would pick him up for the evening.
There were a ton of little boutiques to satisfy my shopping craving, and the restaurants were outstanding Seriously we did not have a bad meal. It was so nice to just be there, doing the "normal" thing for a few days. Getting ready together, grabbing food, walking hand in hand, catching a movie, laughing and smiling.
Four days was FAR too short of a visit. And with no timeline on when he may be back from this gig, it was really hard to say goodbye when Sunday rolled around.
And like a dummy, I am absolutely KICKING myself for not getting ANY pictures of us. Seriously. I may have cried about it when I realized. (Melodramatic, I know)
(I also had a chance to FINALLY meet a girl who's been climbing the friend charts lately, but that's another post for another day!)