In the beginning....

..... I didn't want to get married until I was at least thirty.  I didn't really want more than one, maybe I could be talked into two, kids.

And then I fell in love.  About a month before this picture was taken.  He said, "I love you." and my heart automatically spoke those words back.  I didn't pause, I didn't think .... I spoke.  "I love you, too."  We had never said those words to someone before (OK, other than family).  

And I never looked back.  And never, ever regretted getting married WAY before I was 30.

 Don't push me on the kid topic.

     Today I went to my tennis drill.  Note that I did not use the words "I played tennis" because I can't fairly say that  I was not present on the court today, physically or mentally.  I'm not sure I remember how to be present mentally anymore.  Some days, minutes, are better than others.

     My ears feel full again.  So now the doctor is sending me to an ENT.  Great.  They mentioned the option of putting tubes in.  I have never heard of an adult having that done.  And can I just say that I didn't hear anything mentioned about not feeling pain while this is done?!  I'm sure it will be worth if it I can stop feeling dizzy and tipsy and pressurized.  Won't it?

     And Son #3 is currently at a track meet ---- and I am not.  I. Am. A. Horrible. Mother.  He texted a few moments ago to tell me they were getting ready to jump (he's been there since 4:30).  I wasn't sure I could get up there before he jumped so I didn't go.  I finished watching "American Gangster".   I chose Denzel over Son #3.  I won't blame you if you call CPS.

     And I was also horrible when I was happy to get a Fed Ex package with the updated acceptance letter for Son #2.  But then, he's told me that before.  I can freely admit and deal with that. Nobody's perfect.

     My sister is fine today.  Last night we went to the ER for about 3 hours .... and then she got better.  I'm relieved she's feeling normal because I would have hated to drag her butt around the rodeo tomorrow when we go see Toby Keith, but I would have.

     And now for a personal message or two:  Beccam --- cookie bars --- ANY time!  LD --- OMG those truffles you made are amazing and gone!  I had one for the first time last night and you can bring those as regularly as you want.  I'm not sure I can now live without them!  

MQ --- I'm doing OK for now, thanks.  I'm still enjoying the memory of your last visit.  You are so much appreciated.

     Daughter #1 interviewed with Yale today.  She told them she had to know something by Saturday, since she has to give another school an answer. They said they would certainly contact her by then, but we're sending stuff to Harvard tomorrow. 

     Jovie has decided that she likes Colbie: 

Either that or the boys drugged her while we were with half of my town at the ER last night.

And these are more shots of my "baby":