to the airport we go

we're taking rob to the airport this morning. he is headed back to holland (the netherlands? with all the olympic coverage, i have no clue really what to call this little country...). he is due to return july6th, the day before our 5th anniversary.

and i have to say, and i hope it's just my pregnant hormones talking here, i'm kind of glad he's going. i can put away the coffee maker (ugh, i hate coffee), stop buying egg whites (who the hell just eats egg whites? i need a little yolk in my egg), and know that when i go to bed at night there will be no more dirty dishes on the table or on the sink waiting to greet me in the am.

on the other hand there will be no one to prewarm the bed for me (the dog must follow me EVERYWHERE), no one to guilt into checking out creepy noises for me (although i hope the dog would be brave enough to at least bark threateningly), and no one to grab subway on the way home from work. sigh. how will i survive??? funny how the dog can replace a man so easily though.