Monday, January 31, 2011

Monday: Can't wait to see you again Augie

The time went by so fast. Before I knew it, it was time for me to head back to SoCar:

The flight was pretty empty, but of course I've got the guy on the cellphone ranting behind me the whole time during boarding. He was yelling at, I'm guessing, a friend: You tell her that she better have that money for the cabinetry! I'm not f**king around. I can steal a Ford truck in less than 2 minutes. And I f**king swear, I will drive it through her house. If I'm going to be f**king homeless, I'd rather be in jail, 'cause then at least I'd get fed...Look, I know she's your mother, but she's f**ked up...Look, she better have that money. I'm not f**king around.

Well, if the news shares a story about a lady who has a Ford truck run through her house, we'll all know she didn't have the cabinetry money.

I was left to ponder the many things that are usually unattractive or repulsive in adults but are so cute on a baby, like footie pajamas, jowls, drooling, and sharting. And at least I had these sweet memories to keep me company:

Like Augie getting a little cocky in his Gamecock jacket:

Sweet cheeks to kiss:

Even when he was sleeping, I couldn't help kissing him:

And my favorite, watching Augie dream things that make him laugh while he's sleeping:

After the flight and drive back, I came home to my own sweet family. Where I was greeted with a healthy meal of sushi rolls and grilled salmon. Hahahaha. Okay, I'm lying about that part--we ate a frozen pizza and the rest of the potato chips the girl started at her sleepover. And impressively, the dishwasher wasn't run the whole time I was gone.

Aaah, home sweet home.

1 comment:

Pound said...

is that your nephew? smelling babies is a fave hobby of mine. i'd go nuts if the dishes weren't washed in DAYS. it drives me nuts if i leave a spoon in the sink overnight.