Happy Birthday, Uncle Clyde!
Today is my Uncle Clyde’s 61st Birthday! He’s Mama’s older brother…the one born just before her, in line.
I have too much quiet time on my hands right now. It’s either not enough or too much! Ugh! I post a LOT on Facebook when I’m thinking about things, and I never seem to STOP thinking about things!
Oh, Matt, I wouldn’t mind if you DID prove it….you know, what I said in the comment? lol You are just tooooooo pretty! My wife and I have a look-but-don’t-touch policy, and she adores what she knows of you! 🙂
So…where was I? Got distracted by a man…what else is new?!
I’m contemplating and pondering all kinds of serious-ish things, but I’m in a good mood, so it’s not getting me down. Godson Michael will be here in the next hour or two, to help get the house ready for him and his mother and brother to move back in. I foresee trouble, because my wife has already copped attitude about Stacy and James and they’re not even HERE yet! Trying to pep-talk her out of that. If you beg for trouble, you will definitely find it, and I would think she’d know that, but apparently not.
So yeah, we’ll have a busy, loud household again sometime this week. I will miss the intimate privacy that we develop when we live alone….can’t run around the house with no clothes on with the best friend and godsons here! I’m anticipating a problem with the dishes, but otherwise, the only potential problems I see are my wife’s attitude and my younger godson’s smart-assed mouth. Laurie has a low tolerance for sarcasm…yeah, and she’s married to me!….and we totally disagree on what constitutes disrespect. She seems to think if he says anything besides, "Yes ma’am" or "No ma’am", he’s being disrespectful. I’m working on setting down an actual and mutual set of guidelines for us, so that we won’t fight about that. Mutual…but I’m having to remember everything, bring up new things, make defenses for problems that have not even happened yet.
Anyway, we sure do need the help that having them here would provide, and I told Laurie already that, just as with our girls, WE will never turn away one of our boys, either. Short of his committing a crime, I can’t think of any reason to say "no" if they need a place to go. I wouldn’t tell my daughters, so why my sons?
We have a quite clear understanding in our marriage that I will never even attempt to keep her from her family or friends…the friends who are not mutual….and I will ignore her attempts to make me stay away from family and friends. We each lived quite involved lives before marriage, and we were both isolated, sometimes by ourselves, sometimes by others, and we agree that there won’t be any of that bullshit from each other. No matter what other problems we face in marriage, that has never really been a big one. She is quite free with telling me why my sisters or friends are horrible people, sometimes, but they say it about her, too. I tell them all to shutup and stop being bitchy! lol Actually, I let them vent. What harm does it do? The only real and serious problem we ever have is when Laurie and I disagree on my sisters’ motives for something. I can’t say much about my younger sister, Joyce, but I know Mary Helen pretty much from the inside out, so I usually know almost exactly what her motivation is, whether I like/agree with her mode of operation or not. Laurie only goes by MH’s behavior (and vice versa) and never seems to consider that MH truly wants the best for me, no matter how mean or controlling she might be while trying to achieve that. With me, the thought DOES count, but that’s just one of the few ways my wife and I are polar opposites. We’re USUALLY able to understand, if not agree with, the other one’s thinking patterns, but this whole sister thing is just a constant thorn in our side!
Sometimes it seems like getting married when I was 30 was great, and sometimes not so great. Since she’s older than I am, it gave us EACH time to get set in our ways before we ever even met each other. Two fiercely guarded people coming together into a marriage….a recipe for greatness OR potential disaster. I like to think we can learn and grow closer from the disasters. If that’s naive, then I guess I’m happy to be naive, so don’t ruin my delusions with reality, ok?
It will be a good day. It better be, anyway! lol
Love,
Herm