Things I miss about home

Aside from the obvious, my husband, family, friends, and dog, there are quite a few things I'm finding that I miss about home, and the U.S. of A.

1. I REALLY, REALLY, cannot even describe, how much I miss Chipotle. I miss the sweet cheese melting in my mouth and the taste of the steak and rice in the bowls I always get. I even miss standing in line to yell my order at a bunch of people who don't speak English. I really know how they feel now, not understanding half of what anyone is yelling at you. Except in my case, I don't understand jack shit of what a single person is yelling at me.

2. I miss the morning traffic report on Q102! Yea, I really do. Jeff and Jenn in the morning, I miss you!

3. I miss the neighbors and their middle child, who always runs out of the house missing at least one shoe, with his dad running after him screaming and holding his books or his lunch.... middle child syndrome at it's best.

4. I miss tipping my kayak over, and the sheer moment of panic when I realize "shit, I can't roll!"

5. I miss Target. I miss the smell of Target when I walk in the door. I miss Old Navy and the Gap. I miss trying on clothes. I miss ripping the tags off clothes. Shit, I basically miss clothes in general. Clothes that aren't ugly, too small, and covered in glitter, shiny stuff, and lamee.

6. I miss my sweet car. I miss driving. The most action I have here with cars is either dodging them, or hailing cabs.

7. I miss Skittles.

8. I miss bookstores where I can find books in a language I can read.

9. I miss waking up to my husband every morning, being kissed goodbye before he goes to work, and getting a big fat hug when he comes home every afternoon.

10. I miss the sheer panic I'm thrown into by the sound of Don Wood's voice at my old job every day. Sometimes I wish he would just call me and yell something at me.

That's really all I can think of right now. That, and Chipotle. And Skyline. And Target.

ARGH!