Archive for December, 2004


Tuesday, December 14th, 2004

Ok, so Thanksgiving with the Beau Hunk’s family went awesomely well, and all my fears were totally unfounded. Does this strike you as surprising? Probably not. To my knowledge I managed to not totally offend anyone, and (again, to my knowledge) the Beau Hunk has not been dragged aside and asked just what the fuck is he doing bringing that around the family. The hallmarks of success, in my opinion.

As I guess you’ve figured out by now, I don’t tell you all everything. I used to tell you a whole lot more than I do now, but for a myriad of reasons, I’ve been keeping some things private. Well, until now.

For instance, I’ve not disclosed that the Beau Hunk is currently preparing for his final Final in law school. Nope, not a typo, his FINAL final. The last one baby. I disclose this now because I’m totally excited for him, and have been caught up in the concept of what this really means. My Hunk is getting himself a gen-u-ine Juris Doctorate. Which he has jokingly remarked “They’ll give those to anybody!” Not quite sweetie. He does have the one exam to go, so if anyone has spare good thoughts on Wednesday around 7pm PT, send them his way. One can never have enough good-thought Karma.

The reason I bring this up, is that not only is this his last hurdle, but it’s the opening bell for a whole helluva lot of activity in my life as well. You see, after this exam is over, we’re going to make a few changes.

First off, he’s moving in with me. This may permanently endanger my last vestiges of Hagness, but oh well. I told you I was evolving, and now I’m out to prove it. Especially because of this little nugget: he has a son. A four-year old adorable little cuss whom I shall call Woo.

Everybody ok? Anyone get hurt falling to the floor in shock?

Woo is a total sweetheart, but he can be a handful. You see, Woo’s autistic, so he’s had a few extra challenges in his four short years. But he’s been going to a special school for the last year and a little more, and they’ve been working miracles with him. He’s come a long way since I first met him, and I’m looking forward to seeing how much further he can go.

So yeah. I’m hanging around with a four-year old. And liking it. Believe me, nobody’s more shocked at this than I am. I had to dig around a while, but I did manage to find my maternal instinct, dust it off and get it working. It took a little duct tape and bailing wire, and it sputters a lot, but it’s working. Afterall, you can’t expect perfection from a gnarled old veteran of the Single’s Wars.

Now I’ve got a whole new set of challenges staring me smack in the face. Things are about to take the term “interesting” to a whole new level.