He made it...

It ocurred to me that I know that Mark made it home safely but nobody else does. He did. He was tired and a bit scruffy, but all in one piece. He slept like a rock, he says.

Now we get to go home today after work and get him packed for his conference. And I guess I get to go back to the movie store and pick out a couple more girly movies. He's sweet to watch them with me, but I don't like to torture him all the time...