I got some time before J stops by from getting off of work. It’s been an amazing past almost three weeks for me. I love every minute I spend with J. It kinda scares me because everything is moving so fast, a good fast, and things couldn’t get any more perfect it’s like I’m almost waiting for something to go wrong. Hey, what can I say … for at least the past 10 years or so I’ve been let down by every single man I have been with. I can feel it inside that J is most definitely different. My kids like him, which shocks me. I guess because they see how happy I am, it makes them happy.

To keep all of you updated, Chris won for Homecoming Court. He got the phone call from the committee this past Sunday night. We went tuxedo fitting last night and I must say he looks awesome in a tux. I guess they had some kind of picture taking today because his partner, the attendant, came over to match what they were going to wear. I can’t wait … Homecoming is on the 14th of next month. I’m already taking that day off and most likely the next day. I am so happy for Chris. He wasn’t always this outspoken and full of confidence. All through elementary he was pretty much to himself. He came out of his shell in the 7th grade by running for class Treasurer, in which he won. Ever since then I can’t seem to shut him up. He’s currently Freshman Class VP and has plans to be Class President next year, all I have to say is good luck.

Let’s see … what can I say about J? If he were just another one of boy toys, I’d be writing some mad shit right about now. Nothing bad, mainly about how good or bad the sex is, stuff like that … hehe … but like I said, it’s different with him, and I respect his privacy. Besides the fact that I want to ask for his permission to get into more detail about him for the sake of my audience’s reading pleasure. So, until then, I’ll just say everything has been awesome … and I mean EVERYTHING if ya get my drift.

Well, my baby will be over in a little so I will end here. If you’re reading this Pasco, call sometime … sheesh. I seem to always miss you at work. I can’t decide if it’s a good or bad thing … hehe.

Laters,
Hapa