I called a friend last night just to talk. I’ve been extremely exhausted because C hasn’t been sleeping well. I think I just needed to vent for a bit or maybe just needed to talk to another adult.
He and Cari seemed to have a similar sense of humor. One of the best things about her and I was how I could always make her laugh. Even at the most inappropriate times; part of which made some things pretty damn funny.
Earlier that day or perhaps the day before my MIL decided to hint at how I might have gained a little extra in my face since the wedding. So maybe I have. That’s what Starbucks & Coke will do to someone who requires daily amounts of caffeine just to get through the day.
So I told my friend about what she said and while I didn’t say this to my MIL I told him my response should have been, “at least I don’t have a wrinkly ass.” He laughed just like Cari would have. And while I was joking about her mom she probably would have laughed too.
I miss that. I miss her laugh. I especially miss making her laugh.
Tonight E got a magic wand for going potty. As I put her in the car she wanted me to make a wish. She wanted me to make a wish for Mommy.