Well, I ain't!

I was playing around with the camera, holding it at arm's length, when I took this picture of myself. My co-worker here saw it and said I had my "I ain't pickin' no cotton" face on.



I bought the M.R.S. some flowers today; a bouquet of sunflowers and yellow roses.



She was quite surprised – and quite pleased. MAJOR brownie points for me. I miss that chick. Seriously. And the boys too… Noah with his single tooth – the M.R.S. tells me he’s flying all over the house in his little walker (we’ve got smooth tile floors now). Whenever I call I him babbling DA-DA in the background. *sniff* And then there’s Nick. The first time I called home he got on the phone and without even saying “hello” he blurts out “I miss you daddy.”*sniff* I’ve even got to talk with Jalen a few times since I’ve been here. He’s not going to Jamaica with us though. I made sure to let him know that if he changes his mind we’ve got a spot for him. *sigh* We’re even laying over for a few hours in his favorite city, Miami. He’s the starting left tackle for his football team, and his 1st cousin is the starting right tackle. Their first game is the day after I get back, so I’ll be able to catch him in action. I’ve got to do something about the 215 lbs he’s carrying around though. That’s just not healthy. Anyway, it was good to talk to him, and hopefully I’ll have him the weekend I get back. Clemson begins their football season, and my brother & family will be staying at our place. It would be great for us all to hang out for a couple of days.

Oh to be back in the arms of my green-eyed sweetheart! It’s hard to believe our 7th anniversary will be this October – the day before Trumpets. We got baptized a week before getting married, and then we were married the day before the FOT in ’98. The Feast in Panama City served as our honeymoon. We found out about 2T pretty late in the game, so we didn’t have much loot. We pretty much financed our honeymoon with wedding gifts! We stayed at this somewhat sketchy place called the Value Lodge, and Shonta got sick for a day or two midway through, and we spent the last few days of the Feast without car insurance, and made it home with just enough money to gas up in Commerce, GA and coast home on fumes. It was absolutely fantastic! I hate that PC’s no longer a site, as it remains a special place to us. After all, we’ve spent 71.4% of our Feasts there.

Well, it’s late now, and I’ve got to get here early tomorrow to play in massa’s fields. Toodle!

PS: Desiree, if you’re reading this, I’m probably going to Fresno (11 a.m. Services??) this Sabbath. Do you think you can get Jim M.’s mailing address for me? I’d greatly appreciate it.
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