Sappy morning thoughts

I’ve been awake since about 5:00am. I woke up with a horrid tootache again…gotta do something about that soon.

I’m sitting here listening to the wedding processional I’m writing for our wedding. My mother said it sounds regal, which was my goal. I want something befitting an empress, because that’s what My Mikey is to me – personal monarchy of my heart.

I’m also thinking that when my sister, Mary Helen, told her kids about the wedding, Juli (my niece) said she’d be the best flower girl ever for us. JuJu used to play the aloofness game with me, but she’s opening up and coming out of that to a large degree, and I’m so touched that she wants to please us so much. She and Alex both seem to love their “Aunt Laurie”….what they don’t know can’t hurt any of us!

I hope My Mikey is proud of me. It makes me wonder….would I marry me? Not just no, but most likely HELL NO! I don’t understand what he sees in me, but as long as he sees it, I’m not going to complain!!!!
Tiffany jokingly called me Daddy yesterday. When My Mikey handed me the phone to talk to Tiff, I inadvertently called My Mikey “Mommy” to Tiffany. I always do that for Elisabeth, but I’ve never said that to Tiffany, and she laughed. When I went to pass her back to Mommy, she said, “Okay, Daddy, pass me back to Mommy!” It felt rather good. The acceptance I feel by my partner and our children is wonderful. I can only hope I would somehow make Mommy Alicia happy and proud. I most certainly would not live up to her standards in entirety, but maybe I could charm her into loving me? Daddy would LOVE My Mikey!

I’ve been worried about Nanny again lately. I called her yesterday to see if she would go get the title to the Ford Tempo we now own. We haven’t transferred the title yet, and I need a signed title to get insurance with my company. Nanny said her legs were hurting quite badly, and she wasn’t going anywhere. It seems like my grandmother is falling apart very quickly, and, I guess, since I’ve always had her in my life, the possibility of her fading out (even if it IS fast) is very scary! Memaw seems pretty sturdy, ironically. They’re the same age, so I worry almost equally. After all, they’re lucky to have made it 83 years, wouldn’t you think?

Anyway, I’m going to wrap this entry up.

Thank you for reading and sharing in our life!

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

Your Jack