My brain works a thousand miles an hour but when you are directing traffic, everything goes where it needs to be.

My soul has been hurting until you came along and smoothed over the rough and sharp portions of it, tailoring it to what we BOTH needed.

My heart had been lost, without fire or spirit, but with you I have new energy and try to find successes in every path I take.

You are my lover, my friend, my soul mate , friend and guide to my children and the one person I trust implicitly.

I love you now and forever. Though I am far from perfect you see past my flaws and see the true me, the diamond in the rough.

And for that I will always love you my dear.

How much do I love you?

Take a breath, and while you hold it imagine the millions of atoms in that one breath.

My love for you is like the collection of all the atoms in the universe.

Now exhale and remember that my love does not question, it just is.

I love you!

Sean

When I tell you, used car scum of the world a price, my TOP price. All that I’ve been approved for and that I won’t but anything HIGHER than that one set price, why do you consistently offer a price that is 2K MORE than that price.  SO I counter 2K BELOW my top price and you drop it just $198, I will NOT BUY from you. I can promise you that.

Look , if I can see in the Carfax report that it has been a “leased car from El Paso” and I can smell the faint smell of Mary Jane… I’m not going to be busted driving out the lot with it.

I don’t believe you when you say that the small spider web of glass that you tried to hide underneath a well placed visor was “fixed”.

I don’t believe you when you tell me that you want to be my friend.

I don’t care if you say that you served in Desert Storm, or help with your daughter’s Girl Scout troop.

I don’t care if you’ve listened to me on the radio for years and are my biggest fan.

I don’t care if that the “Boss” says that you have $15K in it when I knew you bought it from a car auction in Albequerque.  I’m not paying $21,700 when the value of the car is $16,900.

I don’t care if “it’s an error on the sticker” if something that you advertise is not in the car.

I don’t care if “I can get you a deal on some tires at (a local retailer) ” but won’t drop the price of the car even though the tires have chunks missing out of them.

I don’t care if you will let me take the car over the weekend but after talking to your boss require me to pay for gas to even leave the parking lot.

I won’t buy from you and in the end, the person I do buy from will have my loyalty.

People who screw me, lie to me and try to cheat me…(Ask me to tell you about the time he promised to have some things from the previous owner removed before we bought the house and we found them hid behind duct work.)

Will never get my business EVER.

And I will continue to tell my friends about the people who have hosed me!

I’ll talk about Divorce lawyers NEXT!

But we have great news from the insurance company…

They found that since we have evidence that there have been reports of problems with the traffic light and since there are multiple errors on the police report, plus a lengthy delay by the City of Lubbock to provide details from the traffic signal…

They will not pay ANY of the bills for the person who hit Joanna’s truck as there is enough evidence that she was NOT at fault.

WHEW!

That’s a relief!

Joanna’s leg is healing quite nicely and the search for a new vehicle is continuing.

So we take it one day at a time.

Whew!

A simulation of her leg... not this bad YET

Right now Joanna is passed out and I wish there was something I can do for her.  Her bruise is 4″ by 8 ” and her entire body aches. If the pain in her neck doesn’t stop by Monday we will return to the doctor.

The car is totalled (according to the body shop) and we will get the official word on Monday.

I wish I could take the pain from her.

But all I can do is love her.

Has bruising on her legs and lacerations.

She is being watched by her friends and co-workers as she doesn’t want to go to the doctor.  I rushed by her side and have now returned to work because there is nothing I can do and “I don’t want to be mothered by you. Go back to work.” She is sitting at her desk typing in course records and trying to do whatever it takes not to get taken to the hospital.  Her boss is keeping me updated.

I would like her to get checked out, but the EMT’s said that she was just bruised and scratched up. All that the ER is going to do is put ice on her bruises and try to give her pain pills that she can’t take because she is allergic to most of them.

If her condition worsens we will be rushing to the emergency room.

Please keep Joanna in your prayers.

All that matters is her well being.

As a post note, the 4 guys in the truck that hit her are all ok even though the front end of their truck was destroyed.

Lubbock Traffic Control was notified because the lights went Green to Red and then gave her a Green Arrow.  They have told us that “there have been reports of problems with the light” and that they are going to look at it now.

The amount of rage that I have was enough for me to spit.  If they knew there was a problem and they didn’t address it, it is NEGLIGENCE on the cities part in my opinion.

But all I am doing now is trying to do a radio show when all I want to say how the City of Lubbock fucked up my wonderful wife.

I get to see her in 2 hours.  My bosses told me I could take the rest of the day off, but what am I going to do? Stare at her while she rests?  She won’t rest anyway. I know her. She is stubborn like me.

So I will go bring her lunch and if necessary take her to the hospital for her legs.  She is sore and the cuts on her hands are band aided up.

There is nothing I can do and I feel so helpless.

But the first words out of her mouth was “I was in an accident”.  My response, “Are you OK?” Her response scared the crap out of me, “what answer won’t get me in trouble?” I go to the accident scene as soon as I could, less than a mile from the house.  All she could do was cry and let me hold her.

I don’t care about the truck.

I don’t care about the insurance rates.

I don’t care about the expenses of getting the truck to the repair shop or the insurance bill.

All I care about is Joanna.

How she is hurt and how I can make her better.

That’s all that matters.

p.s. Special thanks to Jeff Krueger who helped me get the wrecker and repair shop lined up and truck delivered to.  You are a TRUE friend!

and I feel like I’m about to be in the greatest adventure ever.

I had a full steam ahead attitude and spent today cleaning the house, getting the kids room together and continually calling Ryan to wish him a happy birthday.

He thinks that I got him a stuffed duck for his birthday since I call him my little duck. But NOOoooo he got something completely different.

As for Santa, I was asked to keep the amount of stuff down since they would have to ship it back to Indiana since they wouldn’t be able to fit it in the car as they are being picked up to spend Christmas in Disney.

How do I top that?

I don’t. I can’t. So I do the best I can with the time that I have with them and in the end, I can only hope that they both know that their dad loves them.

Joanna’s being gone is a pain in my ass.

At one point today I cried out from the garage to Jo, expecting her to be there.

I am such an idiot!

But it does prove how important she is in my life.

I’m a lucky man I tell you. In 5 days and change, I’m a married man again.

And I CAN’T wait!

We want to know what 3 songs that you want to hear at the wedding reception. You guys help pick the play list …! We always love the help of our friends. Let me know what songs you want to hear and if the “Music Director” approves it, you will be jamming along to it at the wedding reception.

Now all the music for the major dances are done.

The music while you eat are chosen.

The music for the introduction of the Bridal Party is done.

But what do we dance to after all the formalities are done?

Please help us make the decision.

Otherwise it’s 3 hours of the Chicken dance. And nobody wants that!

Frustration and joy…

I found out that I have to be at work at 5A on Friday. Joy. I’m SOOOOOO Excited. Maybe I can get some shopping done before my shift at 9A.

When it rains it pours…

A week ago I didn’t think Joanna and I would have Thanksgiving plans.  Since I work at the aforementioned 5A on Black Friday, I would be unable to have Thanksgiving with either of our families in Hurst and Fredricksburg.

We’ve been busy doing things for other people and getting Jewelry parties set up as well as wedding showers for Joanna and we’ve been too busy to think of what we are going to do for Thanksgiving.  Just Sunday night, her parents asked us what we were doing for T-Day.

I just stared at her as I held her on the couch and said…

“Right now we don’t have any solid plans,” I said clueless to the Big Guy’s plan.

Because my usual single place for Thanksgiving – Dennis and Kristi Simmons , well, he’s the wide receivers coach for Tech and I had it in my mind that he would have practice in preparation for the FRIDAY game and not holding Thanksgiving this year.  Except the game is on Saturday at Jimmy World in Dallas.

So they kindly invited us back for yet another year of shenanigans starting at 2. BTW Kristi cheats at cards.  I’m not kidding, just ask Dee Brown.  But I still hold the Turkey Bowl Trophy for spades against her and my wife to be. (Have I mentioned that they cheat horribly?)

COOL! We are normally done at 7 or so and I usually rolls myself into bed for a nice winters nap.

WRONG

Yesterday we were invited at 7 to the Dalby’s for a Thanksgiving Feast. I love Kym and Mike Dalby. She’s a nurse, he’s a firefighter and there isn’t a bad time that we have EVER had with them.  Every year I find a way to sneak out a Fantasy Football win against him and he is always yelling my name in vain.

By the way GO NEW YORK NASTY BOYS!!!!!

SCORE!  So we get baby Ava time with the Dalby’s because Mike won’t get home from the Fire Station till after 6-6:30.  Every man needs to wind down a bit before he has to carve turkey!

Then this morning at 7:45 in the morning… we were invited to the Kruegers for a Thanksgiving shot of goodwill Thanksgiving morning.

A couple of days ago I was cursing because I felt that Thanksgiving would be a quiet one between Joanna and I.

Now , we will be surrounded by our friends being very thankful that they are in our lives.

Tonight it will be “Go to the wine store and figure out what Lubbock wine will go the best with Turkey!”

I’m a blessed man.

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Now I admit last night I got very frustrated because I was working on an accounting issue for someone I love.  However my English and her English were not meshing.

Because she LEFT SOMETHING OUT!

Now the logical part of me is going crazy because she doesn’t give me all the facts.  It was like this…

“How does 2 +1 = 4? Because it doesn’t!”

“But 2 + 1 + 1 = 4!”

“Where did the other 1 come from?”

“Didn’t I tell you about the other 1?”

“NO!” (red angry face)

“Oops!”

I’m a logical person but in every equation you can’t solve for X if there isn’t a X to solve for.

25 days and I can’t wait.

Each day we get closer and closer, and each day I look more forward to it all being done and she being mine…

FOREVER!

Yup, able to write for a bit.

Let’s see here, Joe came to the blogosphere, drank all the liquor, tried to taunt my deceased dog, and posted once.

Coming up after the break: Joe’s New Blog, Tech football and wedding thoughts as well as a bunch of others in this Uber (tm Iggy Inc).

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