R&R and Christmas Eve....

It's the morning of Christmas Eve. My husband is rummaging around the kitchen to heat up a bagel. A few minutes ago we were standing in front of the fireplace, each with a bowl of cereal. I lite the Christmas tree and we shared a kiss.

Me: I'm so glad that you are home for Christmas

Him: Me too!

So....how's R&R going so far?

A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!

My husband got home on Saturday after 8 1/2 months in the Sand Box. He and 3 members of his team (there are only four in the team - the 4th Soldier took R&R earlier), flew into to Atlanta at 9am to find their flight home would be 12 hours later. Being that the flight itself would only be a 45 minute flight, they decided to rent a car and make the four hour drive home. After dropping the other Soldiers off to their waiting families, my husband drove the remaining hour to our airport to drop off the car. I waited and watched each car that came though he parking deck...finally spotting my Honey...took off in a dead sprint into his arms!! Nope...no shame in my game!
We arrived home to waiting friends and family..

Jake wasn't sure what was going on at first..he was so confused or in disbelieve like the rest of us. Then it hit him and has been glued to Rich ever since. He's one happy dog!

After a few days of sleeping and getting in the Home groove, we went to Nashvegas (Nashville) with our best friends, Brian and Leigh Ann.

 Oh, the AWESOME boots....my Christmas present from Rich!

I'm loving R&R and having my husband home.

There are so many of you out there in Blogland that are not spending this Holiday with your spouses. My heart goes out to each one of you and your Soldiers. I wish you all a Merry Christmas wherever you are.