zzzzz....

so tired. I'm in Dallas, in my room at the Days Inn, watching Intervention on A&E and feeling my eyelids lose the fight. am about to seriously pass out after a good, 11 hr recording day, but wanted to write this down:

when your husband gets up with you at 4a, makes you coffee and waffles with peanut butter and honey, helps load your car, and sends you off into the dark morning to work for the week... it makes a huge difference. it really does.

thank you, honey. you are the best one.