We Need Two or Three, or Four, Five? or Whatever

The angel boy-O left Las Vegas on Sunday with his dear mama, Wendy, back to Burbank for the new school year. After they drove around the corner and out of sight, headed for the vast land of L.A., my honey-man decided he'd try to delve into his work that morning, and I decided I needed a cathartic outlet straight away and promptly sat on the couch to watch Schindler's List, no joke, and had myself a good tear streaming bawl.

Our home is so quiet without the angel boy-O and it makes us both so sad. This coming semester will be a telling reveal, as we deal with the challenges of our new arrangement, only seeing the angel boy-O for 2-3 days at a time every 3 weeks over the next 9 months of school. Of course, this first semester, we are VERY happy about that fact that the winter holidays, plus 2 upcoming weddings (ours very soon and theirs, theirs being Wendy and her sweet beau), will actually provide us an average of 2 visits with the boy-O per month, but it will still be hard. At the same time, don't get me wrong, we understand he's where he needs to be and that any traveling more than twice a month would be very hard on the boy-O, and all of us for that matter... It's still hard though to imagine the number of days we'll see him in the next 9 months, amounting to less than 2 months.

Three years ago today, I met the angel boy-O for the first time, and I had my first official date with mah honey-man. I had driven over to home in which the cute Father & Son duo were staying for their Vegas visit together, to pick up my date. I was first greeted by the eager and extremely confident 6 year old boy, who'd come outside to the driveway's end, right as I'd hopped out of my car, before I'd even made it to the sidewalk, and I immediately recognized him from various pictures I'd already seen of him over the years previous... I will have to check with my honey-man (who's in bed sleeping right now), what is was exactly the angel boy-O had said to me, as he met me 3 years ago, but let me tell ya this: To behold that sweet boy and to hear what he had to say, it was love at first sight! All really good stuff.

For now, at least, we've got a pretty good diversion going, since the angel boy-O's Sunday departure: This week and the following, we'll be tying up loose wedding plans... The music, our vows, etc. Our videographer guy is set and ready, as of yesterday. I also began sewing the pillow for our the angel boy-O, as our ring bearer, last night. We'll be getting our wedding license this week too. My honey-man needs to get his shoes and a matching belt. I pick up my wedding dress and shoes tomorrow. [RELATED TANGENT/UPDATE: That's right! I haven't yet mentioned the big dress change! After all the enthusiasm over the discovery of and the receipt of my Target wedding dress, it was eventually deemed "pretty, but forgettable," and so, I returned the Target dress and wound up a few weeks ago at David's Bridal for their $99 dress sale with my Popstar and my 'Man of Honor,' Ryan (serving as my Maid in Honor, although he's a dude), and Ryan was actually the one who chose my new wedding dress, in that had he not insisted I try it on, I never would have, and hence, it would have never been bought... but he did insist! And I did try it on! And it was the best! And I bought it! And my honey-man won't see it until the BIG DAY, September 8th!!! END OF TANGENT.] There's a lot of other wedding stuff to do! Until tonight, just thinking through the to-do's over the last week was beginning to freak me out, but we typed 'em all out tonight, together, and our agenda is set and it's all very do-able in the time we have left (so we think!).

Despite the wedding-plans diversion, however, both of us, I know, are thinking about when we'll next get to see the angel boy-O, the weekend for our wedding, and for that alone, we can't contain our excitement!

A gorgeous Las Vegas sunset, as seen from our backyard this past Sunday.