title

or (a rare subtitle)-- A Proxy Wife Suffering Long

No this isn't about the long suffering wife throwing me out though she certainly has cause.

But before we begin some incidentals.

Danielle and Allison finished their summer work at AAA and are gone. Danielle will be at college in Los Angeles hoping to be an actress someday. Allison to be a math teacher starting Clark State in Springfield. She and Dan might meet Christmas time when he's up here but that can wait. For the past two weeks I defied management and since the ladies had no personal complaint with me I chatted anyway. Decided not to let the gossip mongers win. Victory for me anyway.

Nephew Steve had his return date and the judge ruled against lack of a speedy trial. Stephen asked if he pleaded guilty what might he get. Judge hinted probation and of course assigned a new appearance date. Speedy justice indeed.

Since my return from New York and dealing with this strange melancholy I'm experiencing that's lasting even longer then the dark moods (those I get out of rather rapidly all things considered) but this is even starting to bore me. Very afraid of turning into Hamlet and singing the poor poor me boo hoo routine.

Anyhoooo--major news first then we will deal with man's greatest terror.

Ruth asked me a question which is always dangerous. I check my mood and decide there is no residual grizzley bear DNA waiitng for an outlet and an excuse and what could it be that I can enlighten her about.

Off the wall note: One of the things that drives me crazy about her is that I like to pontificate and show off my so-called wisdom and insight and when I finally vacate the pulpit to see what SHE thinks of what I said she basically relays my words back to me.

Flattering yes. Ego swelled up even more?? Well of course you ought to know me by this point or why are you still reading?!

But I end up not really knowing what SHE thinks and she escapes further interregation.

The Countess perks up--he is a control freak I always knew it.

Logos suspected it but is too polite to create a thread about it.

Anza just got an idea for a new survey.

Back to topic: Ruth wants to know if I would mind if she kept on going to school for a few more quarters.

I have a choice?? N-o-t really THAT much but the windfall money is gone and most of it was used ok but we are still a major car repair away from disaster and I wanted to build up a cushion.

On the other hand we live by faith so I took the easy route and told her --"May as well you're going to do what you want to do anyway?"

Soul of tact and discretion yep I win the prize every year.

Ruth chuckles and I soften the comment to avoid arguing over money and retain a shot at marriage benefits any time soon. She wants to study triage and something else that I just can't remember right now and afraid to ask HER cause then she'll know I was only half listening while jumping guns.

I did manage not to call her a perpetual student.

So far---prayer is much needed the tongue is a dangerous organ per the Book of James.

Did suggest since she's paid up to the former graduation time of early next year would be nice to get a downpayment socked away. We'll see.

What about the fear men have?

There is the fear of rejection that men experience or at least I do pretty much daily due to my job and social inadequacies but this fear is a very physical one.

In the past three months two male dispatchers (of 4 of us) and one AAA fleet driver have been struck down by that most dreaded physical incapacitating ailment.

The kidney stone.

Ladies shut up--it's not funny.

Men shake their heads in the most intimate sympathy for pain and suffering since Job's three friends botched the job. A man can go from King of the World to a dead dog in less then a day and it is a tragic painful fall.

I worried if this is contagious--silly superstitions after all.

And then the spectre of pain and suffering hit home at last.

Ruth got one!!!

Yep her not me. I have always said if men could handle the suffering they too would get pregnant (ah what warm memories my wife has of me after all these years) but God knew better.

One morning spent at the Base Hospital and believe it or not SHE went to work anyway that day while I stayed home from work (a Sunday) pretending I was a nurse. Tonya volunteered before we knew it wasn't t-o-o serious. Ruth is much the stronger one.

The laughter at AAA Monday was amusing (from a male point of view we are dogs after all).

But on a serious note our cat Trixie passed away in the night -she was 14 and a half years old. She had had a minor stroke from which she recovered a lot but she died peaceably and is missed as any pet lover would understand.
So we have 3 cats and 1 dog left. Eventually want to get down to one dog, 2 at most cats as I still plan on staying put here in the house for a few more years working some bills down before we try an apartment.

So that's all the really interesting things going on. For now.