Today while I've been scrubbing toilets and washing dirty clothes my dearest hubby has been getting a taste of big city life. He headed out at five this morning to catch a Northbound plane. Right now he's in a city that I never would have imagined he would visit: New York City. He is with a group of preacher-friends on a Baptist history tour and is preaching in a couple of churches along the way. Not that NYC has much to do with Baptist history; it's just the first leg of the trip.
I've gotten a few updates on what he's been up to--lots of really spiritual stuff. Like eating at this famous restaurant in Greenwich Village and hanging out at this high-power place. Next thing you know he'll be walking around at the Waldorf Astoria. Not too much Baptist history there, either, but what a swanky place for some preacher boys to visit!
So while hubby's out on the town tonight I'm going to go curl up in his big recliner, watch one of my 19th century English favorites, and reassure myself that he'd much rather be here watching a chick flick with me than having fun in the Big Apple with his buddies. :)
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