We had our water heater replaced when we got home from vacation. Jack had met with Brannon a week or two prior. When I greet him he asked me if I was the daughter. I thought maybe he meant Patty's (my roommate) daughter. I said Patty? He goes, no, Brannon. I said, oh, am I Brannon's daughter? I said noooooooo...oooooo, I'm the wife. He goes, you are his wife? I said yes. He thought about that for a minute and said, ok, I'll buy that. I walked off. About a half an hour later I stick my head in and asked him how he was doing. He goes, how old are you? I asked, well, how old do you think I am? He goes, 20, 21? I looked at him. I said, really, you think I'm 21? And then he goes, well, how old is Brannon? I said 39. He goes, how old are you? I said, I'll be 34 in May. He goes, really? I said, My son is upstairs and will be 12 in 6 months. Yeah, I'm 34. But, it is very flattering to be told that you look about 15 years younger than you really are. Maybe it was what I was wearing that day, tight jeans (which made my ass look GREAT!!) and a Missouri State hoodie. I only had mascara on (my skin looked really great that day, no pimples or anything unsightly). After I looked in the mirror, I thought, huh, maybe I really CAN pass as 21. HA HA HA HA HA, yay me!!!

We were at church yesterday, and in our Sunday school class we were talking about our kids and how they say the most profound things. Jake and Brannon and I were sitting around the table the other day eating sandwiches, and I asked Jake while I was making his sandwich if he wanted cheese. His reply to that was, well, duh mom, cheese is my fourth favorite thing. Brannon said, oh really? Well, what is your first favorite thing? Jacob goes, First, God, then family, then pie, and fourth, cheese. Brannon asked him where country fell in line there. When I told the our class that yesterday, I said at least he got his priorities straight. And Mark said, I don't know, I think pie would be right up there. Mike B piped up about food in general. I don't even remember now what all was said because the entire room was in a complete uproar. I guess you had to be there. But to laugh that hard with your (church) family is right up there on my top 10.

I work with the two most different men on the planet. Both lawyers. One is 56 and has run his own office for 20 years. We will refer to him as Sr. Then we have a young one. He's the ripe old age of 24. Just graduated law school. He'll be known as Jr. And Sr. and Jr. couldn't be more different. It's the dynamics in the office that keep it hopping. Sr. is slow and mellow and keeps an even keel. Jr. is a hurry up and go guy and wants everything done yesterday. He is demanding and pushy, but I like that in a lawyer. Sr. just takes his time, but always gets the work done. And between the two of them, I laugh constantly. Case in point:

Sr. comes in one day and tells me that the weekend was just horrible. He was so stressed out that his back was hurting him, so he wore his tennis shoes to work. He looked down and I looked down, and sure enough, he was wearing a nice polo shirt, black dress pants, and white tennis shoes. No sooner had he said that then Jr. walks into the office. I about fell to the floor in hysterics. Jr. was sporting (from bottom to top here, because my eyes were already looking down) blue Nike tennis shoes, jeans,a wrinkled white button down shirt with bold pink stripes, a black suit jacket that had salmon colored pin stripes, and an orange baseball cap. I said, you know, I wear business dress (not business casual, normally skirts and blouses, dress pants, or suits, I don't even wear khakis) every day to the office. I said, is this how attorneys are dressing these days? cause if it is, I'm going to start wearing jeans to the office. You know something, no one has showed up to work in anything less than business dress. Jr. has worn a suit every day since I said that. Those two crack me up to no end. I love my job!

Brannon is so cute. I asked him to do something the other day, and he was giving me a hard time. I said, HEY, WHO'S IN CHARGE HERE? He goes, you are dear. Jacob heard that and starting doing his hyena cackle. That's right folks. At least they all know the chain of command.

My life is good right now. I never thought I would get to this place in my life, but here I am. What more could a girl ask for?