Tons o' shit ...
It has been a hell of a weekend ... and in my life, that's saying a lot.
First things first. I know what many people think of me and I know what I've said before, but, well, there's no other way to say it ... I'm afraid I'm in love ...with the woman that I have called my wife for the past 22+ years (excepting the past year or so.)
I know I have probably painted her as this cold, frigid bitch, but I was wrong and I freely admit that ... well partially. You may or may not know that we have been spending weekends together (If not ... WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN? I HAVEN'T DIED ... JUST BEEN BUSY! DELURK ALREADY AND LEAVE A DAMNED COMMENT! Just kidding ... sorry ...) and doing a lot of talking.
Long story short, Saturday night we decided to reconcile. We had a really good weekend together as a total family. Both of us have admitted fault with the problems we had and both of us have showed by our actions that we are willing to face our faults and work to change them. We have a joint appointment with my therapist October 1. Wish us luck.
Second: Josh got picked for Jury Duty today. I dropped him off at 8:30 a.m. and by the time I got home, he was still gone. Ryan was too, but he called me to ask me to pick him and a "non-girlfriend" girlfriend up from the park and take her home. Got that? Good. By the time we got home again, Josh was still not home and there was no phone call. I decided to run to the courthouse to see if the dumbass was out of minutes and just hadn't called me.
I walked into the courtroom just in time to see him getting sworn to tell the truth. He didn't see me as I sat there and listened to the lawyers interrogate him.
I was so proud.
He had to tell the court his vital statistics ... age, employment history, marital history, etc. When he got to the marital history part, he said "I am not married, I have never had a spouse and I have no children ... thank God." The courtroom cracked up! I thought "That's my boy!" At the same time I was worried about his irreverence in the seat of law.
Ya see, unfortunately, this is a child abuse case.
The lawyers asked him whether he didn't like children or he was just saying that, like any other kid his age, he was happy he didn't have any kids yet. He answered that he was happy he had no kids yet. They asked him other questions and I was very impressed by his answers.
You see ... I have seen Joshua mostly in a older son/big brother role, but today, he was in an adult role and lived up to the billing with his answers. I was DAMNED impressed at how he reacted to the lawyers questions. I was really proud of him and know that he will listen to the evidence and argue his belief with the other five members of the jury who are much older than he is.
Finally (for tonight) Danna spent the weekend with us. Last night she and Ryan got into a discussion about age. We talked about how old I was (45) and Ryan said that anyone over 40 was old and anybody over 70 was ancient. He stated that he was never going to get old. I asked him "So are you gonna commit suicide when you are in your 30's to prevent that?" His eyes brightened and (totally being a smart-ass) he said "YEAH! That's it! Die young!" Well, the conversation turned to how old the grandparent were.
Let me tell you this first. Danna's dad was nine years older then her mom. He really robbed the cradle. He died at the age of 78, the same age her mom is today. (Do the math, he's been dead nine years.) Danna loved her dad ... a lot. He wanted boys when he and his wife got married. Unfortunately, he had five daughters (Danna is an identical twin. Well ... not identical but that's another post. Identical in looks anyway. Let's leave it at that.) In any case, her dad gave the two older girls girly nicknames but the last three girls he called Dan, Don and Chuck. I think he was getting desperate. But never doubt that she loved him. I held her at the funeral while she dehydrated from the weeping she did. She LOVED the old "Sarge."
So we figured that Danna's dad would have been 87 years old this year, were he still alive. Ryan looked at her and said "He is a fossil." Without missing a beat, Danna retorted back "Well, he is NOW!"
Cracked my shit up! Irreverent? You bet your ass.
God I love her.
Comments
I can't get my son to fill out the frigging jury questionnaire. He says he not doing to because work doesn't pay him for the time off if he gets called. I understand, but wish he'd do his duty.
Posted by: BTExpress | September 17, 2007 8:36 PM
*BIG GRIN* I am happy for you and I sure hope it all works out for your family...
Posted by: sandi | September 17, 2007 8:43 PM
tommy, you know i am happy for you, not just because you're getting back together but because you're both working to make it good, not just better, but good. hoping things continue improving. glad to hear josh did the stand up thing and that you got to witness it. good news all the way around. yippeee!!
Posted by: lime | September 18, 2007 8:58 AM
i get to do jury duty in november...should be interesting...
smilin about you getting back together...its great that you are able to find the happy middle ground and go from there...
i havent been here in a while...i am glad i dropped in...
peace...
Posted by: Monkey | September 18, 2007 1:17 PM
Hey! That's great. I know you were a litle worried about the kids for a short time, but it looks like he's growing into that "adulthood" thing. As for me I LOVE my job. I think the former "boss" wants to do luch sometimes, but I also have to stop by and get some info from the downstairs gang. Call if you get bored sometime ... I'm at 0409.
Posted by: rose_michelle | September 18, 2007 7:15 PM