Anyone who knows me can attest to the fact that this sort of thing is not me. Never the less, Jamie said I have to keep our friends and family informed. She always makes me do stuff I don't want to do, and I love her. Weird huh? Then again she thinks I'm insane, so I guess it works in some weird Freudian way. So here goes... Jamie has become wide eyed with creativity, and it makes me nervous. She sometimes forgets where she is or what time of the day it is. On the other hand, I would never be able to create these intricate little pieces of art myself because I would surely break them. I'm happy to see she is happy, and excited about getting married to a guy like me. She's taking on quite a task. Being in a Sheriff's Deputy is enough with the hours away from home, but knowing how Jamie handles hospital situations, and worries about even having to be in that situation, I wonder how I get out the door some days. I have convinced myself that when I get out there on the road, she will be armed with her radio scanner, and will arrive on scene demanding that HER Deputy not be harmed in any way! She worries, and that's nice.
Jamie has now discovered she can learn to sculpt various fruits for the wedding. I don't know how to feel about that. I beg my future Mother in Law, Diana, to please step in and make an attempt to keep her feet somewhere close to the ground. I think my future Father in Law, Jim, and I may need to get out the fishing poles, and disappear before we get hurt, or blamed for something.
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