Decent day

 

My Mikey, I love you

∞ • π³ + 1

 

This day didn’t get naked in front of everyone or spew obscenities, so it was pretty decent, really.  It did pull a practical joke on us, though.  Today was cloudy, and it rained some, but it was so muggy mixed with 88-degree weather that I still was sweating bullets the whole time I was outside.

So now I have a whole collection of ammo….AND NO GUN!!!!!

I guess that’s for the best.  I’m not to be trusted with a gun when I’m depressed.  I’m NOT depressed right now, but one never knows when I might become that way again.

Ok.

I tried to keep my mind off of things today, and I must have done a good job of it, because I feel pretty good right now.  Mama and I went to visit Memaw today.  Glenda showed up, and the three of us together made Memaw laugh.

Glenda (one of Mama’s older sisters) told Memaw that the next time they brought her ice cream, she should grab a few extra and put them under her chair…hide them for Glenda and Suzi.  Then she said, "Not really, Mama!"  Memaw looked at her with a wicked little expression and a big grin on her face and said, "I’m not THAT crazy, you know!"

Reubene was feeling bad today….I don’t know what in particular was wrong.  I hope she feels better soon.

Nanny was ok today, at lunch.  I didn’t stay long enough for her to get mean.

Martha (another of Mama’s sisters) loaned us $10 for gas and cigarettes today.  I meant what I said about smoke as much as I want to….only I don’t REALLY want to.

I purposely stopped myself from thinking much about Gladys.  I thought about her, but I didn’t think about cancer.  And I’m not gonna let myself do it now, either.  Gladys is not defined in my mind by a disease.

Neither is anyone else who has one…like Memaw.

My daughter called today, but I was gone when she called, so I didn’t get to talk to her.  Drat the luck!

We need to call Mikey’s daughter soon again.  We teasingly call Tiffany "my daughter" and Elisabeth "Mikey’s daughter".

Take care, damnit.  Somebody needs to!

Love,

Jack