skipping rocks

This guy's got some pretty great talents--many of which do not get spotlighted in any way, including his ability to skip rocks like no one I've EVER met.  He's good.

He's also good at his job, and it's been keeping him away.

Which is NOT good.

Last week he spent on the sunny California coast.

This week? St. Louis.

Tonight he's headed home, and I feel an analogy coming on.

He's got a pretty firm grip around the smooth parts of my heart, and tonight his arrival is going to send it skipping across the waters of happiness. That is all.

XOXO