The Missin' Mah Baby, Disembodied Head Blues

Miss this:

Miss this so much.

Because this?


Not quite a sufficient substitute.

(Loving up some of the most awesomest wimmins on the interwebs, however, went some long way to helping with banal mommy-misses-child blues. Some looong way.)

(Yes, I did, obviously, make it to my destination alive and well. Very, very tired and hungry and sore - after multiple flight delays and - most fun - nearly four hours stuck on a tiny Continental Express jet on the tarmac with no food or drink, badly scratched knees shoved up against the seat in front of me - but well. And very happy to arrive.)