Just a Little Homesick

Welllll . . . I've been in Tennessee for more than 3 weeks now helping my daughter during tough times. It's good to be here . . . I'm not tired of being here. I love being here with them and especially spending time with little Sullivan. He's grown leaps and bounds since I've been here. What a sweet, sweet babe ! ! !

But, I must say, I'm getting a little bit homesick. I miss the hubster and I know he misses me too. I miss my Paigie, my mom and dad and my doggies and my home.

I also miss being able to satisfy my creative outlet. We take this for granted you know, being able to create. Imagine, you have a gazillion ideas rolling around in your head, and they're just stuck there because . . . whoops, sewing room is 3,000 miles away. Eeeeeek, it's like having an itch you can't scratch. So in five days, I'll be home to the hubster, my Paigie, Mom and Dad, doggies and home . . . and my sewing room. Maybe in a week or so, I'll have pictures to show of the results of some of the gazillion ideas that have been rolling around in my head.