“I just want a block of time to spend.. you know, I hate to sound cheesy, but I just want a block of time to spend with you.  Just a bunch of free time that we’re not obligated to do anything, and we can look back and say, ‘Man, that was a good month.’  You know?”

Yes, baby, I know.

We chatted on the phone, as is really the only time we talk as of late.  I said, “You know, I’m probably not going to get to see you next week.”

He sighed.  “Oh, you know the week after that is tech week for me..”

Jesus God. 

On the flip side, I’m very excited about my role in Seussical.  I got to see some basic set drawings last night, and if that’s not exciting enough.. I get a grand staircase.  She said they may not use it for anything else, but by God, I was gonna get one.  I told her my overwhelming joy of peaking at 25 by having a song dedicated to my ass (tail, whatever), and she agreed: this is gonna be great. 

Oooh, speaking of which, we need painters.  That’s the only tech end she hasn’t sewn up yet.  I thought, hmmm… one of my VERY good friend has parents who are masterful painters..

Went and did some real estate business today.  I love it when men naturally assume I’m going to bend.  This man actually told Bryan that I spoke awfully tough.  Yes, honey.  I do.  Bring it.

But the good news.. the BEST news.. is that he will let us move stuff in the week before the July weekend, so #1: we can clean the old house and leave it pristine condition and #2.. oh, how I love #2.. we can still take the Coven trip to the beach.  Hallelujah, praise the lord.  You can’t possibly conceive how much I need that weekend.

Daddy and I are emailing.  I called him a diva.  He said he should be called a divo.  Now I’ve got “Whip It” stuck in my head. 

Matthew Philip Kincaid.  It’s a lovely name.  Meant for a prince.

I’m going to call him “that damn baby”.  That’s my nickname for him.

It has just been a maddening couple of weeks.  Something will give eventually.

Y’all just pray it’s not anyone’s skull.