Caution: cheese ahead

I am blogging from an airplane somewhere east of SF and west of Yosemite. Why? Because I can, and because I have something to say: I missed my little cupcake for the 48 hours I was away. Yes, as Terri says, [I am] so far gone." I missed his smell, his smile, his silly little dances he does when he's happy, the way he twitches when he's asleep. I missed his obnoxiousness when he's annoyed and his quietness when he is at ease. Yep, feel free to grab the nearest barf bag.