It's our anniversary

August 10, 1997

Peter drove all the way home from Canada (yeah, he comes home for a week after another month in Mexico and they send him to Canada) just so we can be together.

Awww.

But what happens? He's so tired from the drive and working so hard in general...he's already asleep.

Poor baby.

I'll be so glad when this Mexico thing is done (probably not until the end of the year, he says). This whole last year has been so rough. Just when it seems I've gotten used to him being gone, he's back. And then gone again.

Arg.