Clean and quiet

My husband is gone this week to, as I like to call it, "Computer Camp." I feel sheepish, but really the world just isn't the same when he's gone. I don't sleep as well, work seems weird, and sometimes I kind of wander around the house wondering what to do. I always try to enjoy the things that are different when he's gone... try to keep the house really clean, watch chick flicks, that sort of thing. But I will definitely be glad when he comes home.

I took him to the Long Beach airport, which I wish I had a picture of. I never thought it was possible, but it's smaller than even the Fresno airport. I think you can fit 6 cars in front of the terminal. It cracked me up that they bothered to have the airline signs up in order... as if you couldn't walk the 2 additional steps to your airline if you parked 1 car back!