joy cometh in the morning

it's strange but true to say, that my husband's beautiful tender amber eyes sometimes trigger a flood of weeping from me. it happened again today. i just love them so much. i love him so much. 

so i cried most of the morning, off and on. hormones and long distance lovers.  potent stuff for my tender heart.

i have learned that i have to leave beirut and go downstairs or out in the yard to get anything done on our immigration papers. today jozi found out that to 'fix our marriage in syria' it might take 3 months. this is discouraging. we need it done just so his civil registry papers say 'married' instead of 'divorced'. in lebanon he was advised that he didn't need to 'fix' it in syria because canada doesn't require it. but now we find out canada requires it in a round about way after all. i spent time on google maps trying to get more detials on hubs' family addresses.

i still didn't plant the apple tree.  mom says the tree should be named johnny apple tree. 

i made a gorgeous caprese sandwich on a baguette, with tomato garlic confit, pesto and buratta, chili oil and balsamic reduction drizzle. we served it with a greek salad and some fruit. best grapes of my life. for some reason they just hit the spot. then we played pitch and putt golf and it was fun.