Mere's been gone for a little over a week now, and I think I miss her more each day. There I said it. Yes, I'm whipped. Think what you want. She's really helped me get though all the mess surrounding the divorce. She held out her hand and became a shining light in my life. She's pretty much turned my whole life around. Shit, I really am turing into a sap over her. Oh well, I guess it could be worse.
We call each other almost every night, and I'm happy to hear how relaxed she sounds. It seems that New York is doing some good for her and getting her mind off the daily grind that's been bogging her down. Still, I'm anxious to see her again.
Caroline has the kids though the rest of the week, which means I've gotten some good golf time in. Some of you may have seen me on the tube in the Pebble Beach Pro-Am. I was even voted by ESPN as the celeb with the best golf swing. I don't have a six-handicap for nothing!
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go send
some things to my Valentine. I only wish I could be there to see her face when they arrive.