Seperation Anxiety

Separation Anxiety
Well, I had it bad this weekend. You see, my baby is riding again! Many thanks to all those prayers.

Since he is a member of the Patriot Guard Riders, he decided he was going on a mission this weekend. TO VIRGINIA. Now, you know I worry about him being back on the bike. But, I was in a serious tizzy about the long hike to VA. But, it was for a good cause. There are currently only 2 surviving World War I veterans alive. Three. And my husband and his friends went down to VA to honor one of them. See, the Patriot Guard Riders usually accompany the soldiers and their families when they fall victim to wars. Someone decided it would be a good thing to honor one while they were still alive. Too cool.

So, he rolled on out of here at 2:30 am on Saturday. I made him call everytime they stopped all the way to VA. Prayed the entire time that all of them made it safely there and home. And, thankfully they all did.

They took the little old man (106!) for a ride in a motorcycle side car, and got to escort the liberty bell. The pics are amazing. And Mr. Buckles is about the cutest old man there ever was! lol. Frank Buckles. Youtube him. He is hilarious.

Anyways, back to the anxiety thing. I went out. Felt lost as all hell because we usually go everywhere together. Especially since the accident. Normally, I am the one who wants to hang out and have a good time. My ass came home after about 1 and 1/2 hours. That is sad. But, what can you do? I came home and went to bed. And, was up and down ALL night. I mean, I like my room in the bed, but there was TOO much room. I could not sleep without him, could not stay out without him. WTF? lol. I guess I love him more than I ever thought possible. Maybe I should get a pet.

So, there is the story of my weekend. Lame or what? First night out alone since getting married and could not wait to come the hell home.

Oh, well. Maybe next time.

Coming soon....Face off -Part 3!