Saturday...

So someone made a stupid comment to me about being Jason's second wife. And your point? At the end of the day, I'm *the* wife. I'm his emergency contact, beneficiary, all that good stuff. It doesn't matter. I could be his 3rd or 4th or 10th wife. I'm still the wife. Ex-wives really don't matter. And the overly stupid thing, is this person didn't even know he was married before me. Almost all of the people we deal with on a daily basis know of only me. Do people really have that little to do these days?


I have found a preschool to send Audrey to this fall. $285 a month. Monday through Friday 9-12. Monday through Thursday, 12-1. It is a church preschool. I'm not a religious person. But I do think she needs some sort of religious teaching. My beliefs are a story for another day. And I do think that I can teach Audrey and expose her to more things than a preschool can. But I need a break for a few hours a day. It's not a long enough time frame for me to find a job, but I need my sanity. And maybe it'll refresh me enough to where I can have the energy to get back into having the heart in teaching her. I mean, from 1 until bedtime that still gives us lots of time for adventures.


I'm pretty upset. All I have left of my garden: Morning glories, beans, squash, 1 of my types of marigolds, and 2 other types that I can't think of right now. Stupid squirrel and birds. But the morning glories are going crazy on the balcony. I do hope they bloom.


A week from tomorrow we'll be packing up to head out. I'm making list after list after list. And I know we're going to forget something important.


We've managed to move up from a full size bed to a California King. Oh. My. God. I haven't slept so great in years. Even though Jason says there's too much room in the bed and that it's harder for him to get as close to me (cause we have SO much room to spread out and still not bump into each other), I know he's enjoying sleeping in a huge bed too. And nice new microfiber sheets and a cute new quilt. (I am sad to have to pack up the pretty comforter I bought right after we moved in.) Oh no. What are we going to do on vacation? I think the hotel has queen size beds.


I officially hate the Statham/Winder area. Driving down to Rickey and Donnie's yesterday down 29. Something comes out of nowhere and hits my windshield. No one was cutting grass and the only other car on the road was a Cavalier. And it was a good bit ahead of us. By the time we got from right past 211 into their driveway it had cracked to about 6 inches and was headed back up. Fortunately I'm married to a super handy fixer guy. 3 window repair kits later... It seems to be fixed for now. I guess I'll see how it looks now that it's been hot, rained, cooled off a bit, and is now getting hot again. As long as it holds up to Louisiana...


I have had random songs stuck in my head lately. Ah... The soundtrack of my life... That's something to sit down and figure out.


Got to love Jason. Seems we're having Mexican for dinner. His suggestion. For him to have come into this relationship hating Mexican and most seafood, he's doing pretty good these days with that being what he wants. Now. Can I get him to eat crawfish??? I got him to eat sushi...


But right now both girls are asleep so we'll let them sleep. Gives him a chance to rest from work and me to get cleaned up a bit.