Another Weekend of Just Dad

Gina's working a festival again this weekend - Northridge this time, so I don't have the luxury of having her 2 or 3 miles away if I need her. After Friday night I'm still super pumped being able to handle everything on my own, but the initial thrill has worn off slightly. You see, after the girls have gone down to bed the living room is an awfully quiet place. And as I cook my lone chicken breast and set the single place mat on the table I miss my wife. The truth is that I can handle these girls just fine on my own. ... but that doesn't make me need Gina any less. I think that's the sign of a good relationship. The ability to be independent, but the desire not to be.