After eleven days...Roger is on his way home! Just in time because I was contemplating going crazy in the next few hours! Being alone in Nigeria is a force to recon with. There is just no where to go and nothing to do to break up your days. I think I may have gotten a touch of cabin fever...so I was relived to hear my dear is on his way. I have everything in order to celebrate his return. The Friday treat is made, my feet are freshly manicured, and my lips are painted...
I think it will be a great weekend!
Hope yours will be as good as mine...
xoxo