You probably will figure out in the first sentence or two, this is not Jamie’s style of writing. It is drab and lifeless and full of run-on sentences and grammatical errors. You would be correct. This is her husband. You know the one she brags about all the time? Well, now I have to tell you that she is completely snowed and brainwashed and I am a full blown depraved sinner who is very happy to have Jesus in my life to wash me clean.
Now that we have that straight, I think I will tell you guys some things about Jamie that she won’t tell you.
1 Even though she is an amazing writer, I always win at scrabble… and it kills her. You see, she is really interested in getting the nice long ideal words like pulchritudinous, and statuesque, and resplendent (I used Thesaurus.com for those). But she doesn’t look for the points. I’m a math guy and she leaves the double and triple word scores wide open to me after her refined word and I sweep in with AT or THE and get more points than her. Then it’s really fun to watch her steam over the injustice of it all.
2 She is really very, very competitive. She can only watch games with me when she has no interest in the teams. If she actually is interested in a team, she thinks the other team is being mean to her team. She also thinks the refs are bias toward the other team. I can’t imagine if one of our boys actually goes and plays something in high school or college. She’s going to be the mom on the YouTube video that goes viral pulling the helmet off the other team’s player that tackled her boy.
3 She has other loves in her life. Namely, Facebook, Twitter and her blog. At times, I have been a little jealous of the time she spends doing these things. Not anymore. Here’s why. She is gone right now and this is day #4 of 5 that she is gone. I normally work in an office where I connect with probably 100 different adults during the day and most of the time my job is to answer questions or solve problems. For the last several days I have had 5 kids asking me the same questions over and over and the same bickering and complaining that kids do with no adult conversation at all (besides the calls from my wife) and now I realize why Facebook.
But I absolutely love all those things about her. I am amazed and admire her more every day for what and who she is. She is learning to extend grace to herself as she does others because even though I think she is, she realizes she is not perfect.
I love you doll! Come home to us. I’m exhausted.