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PROVE IT, HERMY……

Oh, I have to prove it….why we keep on keepin’ on!

My Mikey and I just returned today from Austin.  Mama needed help with transporting 220 cinder blocks.  Now, I don’t know if you know how much these things weigh, but 220 of them are HEAAAAAVY!!!!!

My sister, otherwise known as the chief abuser of the family, was really rough on My Mikey and me and on Mama, too.  I figured since Mama wasn’t going to stand up for me or herself, she must have fear-related issues regarding my sister, Mary Helen.  Ok, so the thing to do?  Show Mama how to defend someone.  I defended Mama and us at the same time.  I took over the bulk of the work so my mother would not have to do it.  I suffered from heat prostration, and STILL my sister wanted me to work more.  I sometimes feel she is a heartless bitch.

My Mikey’s hip went out again in Austin.  We went to the hospital, which took all night long.  It was a sorry hospital, from the get-go.  Well, the front of it was.  The actual nurses and doctor proved quite useful and mostly nice.  The font desk bitches gave My Mikey a wheelchair that BROKE!!!!!  I took him to the bathroom in it, and when we got out the door, the left front wheel bent!!!!!  We had a nurse named Lester who seemed very gay, but he said he was engaged to a woman…..hmmm, look at me!

We get married Friday, June 10, 2005.  It will be a small, private wedding this time.  We will have a second, larger "dream wedding" later in the year.  This time it is only immediate family and a few close friends.  Atilla the Sister is upset that I invited friends and NOT our extended family.  To hell with her if she can’t understand why we don’t want aunts, uncles, and cousins there when our own children can’t be here.  She didn’t get left out, so, as I see it, she has no reason to be offended.  It’s our wedding, after all, and we planned it, much to her chagrin.

After two hustling days with the family, we finally got home.  I must say that the grind improved our bedroom life, somehow, though I’m baffled, because I’ve never felt so bone-tired in all of my 30 years.

Tiffany, our older daughter, called tonight, saying she was going to be put out of the place she’s been staying.  That in itself wouldn’t have been so bad except that she is broke and pregnant.  She found a place to stay tonight, but My Mikey and I went into SuperParents mode and made arrangements and backup arrangements for our girl.  We’re in Texas, and she’s in Cali, but we managed to find her a place.  Nothing is impossible if you have faith enough.  Thankfully, I have faith when I have nothing else!

I’ve been praying for God’s mercy, and He has shown it beautifully.  This is the most trying time of my life, in many ways, but your true character comes out in these kinds of situations.  We are passing the tests.  Now, the next time I get depressed and write all hopeless kinds of things, remind me of my own words!!!!

Life goes on.  When the going gets tough, the tough get going!!!!!

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

Your Jack