Change

It's funny how much things have changed over this past year. It use to be that I would wake up most mornings to find e-mails from The Husband filled with images like, this, this, and this.

Now I wake up to images like this: He's painting his rental house this weekend. He's tired of the baby poop yellow that came with the place and is painting the living room and kitchen a gray-blue. He's also painting the bedrooms, but hasn't told me what colors yet.

Or there's this one- his dinner from the night before. Grilled Italian chicken on top of pasta. Covered with pasta sauce and Parmesan cheese.

While I do love seeing the snap shots of his daily life........ I sure do miss seeing pictures of the European country side in the mornings.