Now,

That We Found Love...

That is as close as I can get to home this morning. My chocolate and beautifully wrapped box from sister, have been ravaged, mostly by me {I shared a little:)} Home sickness must have set in, anytime I have Third World on the Youtube this morning. So I can scream through the house, "Shut that off! Abby" Abby's gone, mother, they tell me, looking at me eskewed. He is? I am homesick and my children walk around me, when I am in these Third World moods. Phone conversations cannot help me. I hate the phone and am now settled into not having to talk on the phone, in the meantime the closest place I can go to is the "Third World"!