10:30am – Happy reflections

 

PROVE IT, HERMY……

 

 

As I sit here, waiting for the call that truly will begin my day in a wonderful way, I am thinking of how blessed I am to have the most amazing, wonderful, charming, beautiful man alive as my lifetime partner.  My beautiful husband Mikey.

Lately, after each phone call, I have been giggling again, just as I always did for a long time.  I feel totally swept away with emotion, and much like a child does the first time they fall in love.  You know that feeling from your very first crush?  That’s what this is like.  I want to be with him all the time.  I want to be like him.  I want to be graced with his presence always.

My Mikey is a great man.  He doesn’t think so, but he’s wrong about that!  Every day, I can’t wait to hear the most beautiful, musical voice on Earth.  When I hear his "Hey!", which is how he usually starts our conversations, I float away on the clouds.

Well, the phone just rang, but it wasn’t him.  It is Stacy, bitching in my ear about her vehicle, and loudly asking me to take her to get a spare key for it.  Damnit, how I want to talk to Mikey before I do anything else!!!!  Am I wrong to see this situation as unfair?  That we can’t hear each others’ voices first before anything else?

Bye for now, I guess.

My Key, My Mikey, I love you forever times pi cubed plus one,

 

Your Jack

 

 

11:05 am

I just got back home, and I am infuriated with Stacy.  She had said that if I took too long, she would call someone else for a ride, and then she’d call me back and let me know.  Well, I called Mikey and told him what was up, then left the house to go get Stacy.  When I got there, approximately 15 minutes after she called, she said she’d already called someone else to take her.  When I returned home, there was no voicemail, so she neglected to call and inform me of this.

So I woke Mikey up and then went out, with a bad tire and little gas in the Yota, only to find that it had been a completely unnecessary trip.  That pissed me off.

When My Mikey calls later, it will take away the anger, and I can enjoy talking with my wonderful husband.

 My Mikey, I love you forever times pi cubed plus one,

Your Jack