7:27am – Freakin’ early mornings

This was written on Lola’s computer (in our office).  I don’t have my favorite font installed on it yet, so I’m writing in good ole Arial Black.

I hate waking up quite so damned early.  Mama is supposed to call at 8:30, if she remembers to or even knows it yet!

I asked her via e-mail, so she may not know she’s supposed to yet.

Anyway, My Mikey is resting up for work today.  He works 11-8 today.  I tell you, I’m getting slowly more domesticated, but this housewife shit can be for the birds sometimes.  Anyway….

I’m not ready for My Mikey to be awake yet.  Isn’t that awful?  My brain hasn’t kicked into verbal mode yet.  Typing is fine, but reading is difficult.  Noise of any kind is intensely annoying right now.

Speaking of noise….

When I first woke up, the dogs were bouncing around so much in the dining room that it sounded like a person in there.  With my heart knocking loud and hard, I got My Mikey’s cane, went up there, and confronted two little happy, smiling pups, when I’d expected to have to beat up some young punks or something.

A heart attack for no reason.  Damn dogs!

LOL

Life is unusual but still good.

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

Your Jack