Not the Bachelor Pad I Remember....

For those of you that are wondering why we've been so late with an update, well, that's because the blog is in Daddy's hands. Don't worry, the girls are fine. They decided to make a surprise trip up to Virginia Beach for a few days. In the meantime, I'm left to my own devices. I can crash on my awesome couch, watch whatever HDTV program I want to (ie sports and car shows), I can smoke cigars on the patio, and all those things I did when I first bought this condo. After all, it was meant to be my ultimate bachelor pad. And yet, somehow, it's eerily quiet. Not coming home to my beautiful girls gets old quick. I actually took the Volvo to work today over the Camaro - who would've thought that? Now, it's late in the evening, I walk into Grace's room, and it's saddens me to see it without her. I guess it's a good thing I'm on duty tomorrow. A night on the ship without family is natural. Nights at home without family just isn't. In fact, it's painfully unnatural. Goodnight girls - see you soon.