The trip back home was mostly uneventful. I think I actually slept for part of the flight home, and after Diana procured beverages and a dried up sandwich for me, we watched a couple of episodes of Family Guy. We picked up some BWW for dinner (my fridge is totally empty), watched a DVR'd House and gave Cosmo some attention.
I gotta tell you, it's so hard to have these adventures with Diana and then see her leave. We had such a good time last night. Getting drunk wasn't really planned, but it was a perfect storm of alcohol. We had free wine on the hotel club level, plus a bottle from the "Loews First" perk in the room (I'm a platinum member), so before we even left for dinner I had four glasses of wine. Then I had four margaritas on City Walk. Our table at Margaritaville was right next to the stage, where we watched a pretty good house band play for about a half hour. I renewed my girly cigar on vacation tradition. Before a game of drunken air hockey, I raced Diana down the boardwalk in a stolen rental stroller. Good times.
It just feels so empty here when she's gone, because that's love, baby. When you want to share the goofiest little moments, you know, that's what it's all about. Having this level of support for each other, total honesty and constant looking out for each other is something special. You hate to go without it once you have it!
We're working on a plan to make "home" the same place for both of us, at least to the extent that we can until she can sell her house. Then we won't have those cold nights during the week.
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