He called

I answered the phone, Hello, hello??? The static on the line made it near impossible to hear.. I heard his faint little hello on the line. "babe, I can't hear you" I shouted. Then the line went dead. The phone rang again and I picked it up quickly since I was still clutching the phone in my hand. The line was better this time, but it still was cutting in and out. He said he was scared, but I shouldn't worry...lol. Ok there?? How in the world am I supposed to not worry. I told him to look at it as though the roles were reversed and it was me in danger. He then made the comment, but I like it, I live for this shit.. and I responded with "yes dear... and I will support you". Then he proceeded to talk about his mustache and how it was nice, thick and full... yup, that's my babe trying to make a tense conversation comical. Of course I fell right into it and told him to make sure it was gone before he came home..lol. He said "nope, I want to show it to you". "Oh well then I won't let you in the van I replied" "I'll rent a car" he said sarcastically....lol.. got to love him... Of course I will let him in the van with his caterpillar face, but I guarantee he's not getting any until he shaves it OFF...lol.. Ok Steve??? deal?
38 days and he's home, I don't know how in the world I'm going to watch him leave to go back. I wonder if I plead insanity if they would let him stay??? LOL