Methobaby

You know, I should have known it.  I was sleeping in.  You see, It take S. a lot longer to get ready in the morning than it does me.  This works great while she gets her shower, I sleep.  Then, when she’s waiting for her hair to dry so that she can dry her hair (no, you didn’t misread that and I didn’t mistype it), I get ready.

I was doing my regular Tuesday morning thing, when Susan jars me awake.  Sleep in our family is a precious commodity.  Both being clergy, we know to let the other “sleeping dog” lay unless there’s a death somewhere.  But for some reason, when she woke me, I could tell in her voice this was something… different.

All she said was, “D.  It’s Blue.”

What?

“It’s Blue.”

Really?

Wow.  That’s fantastic.

silence followed by embracing in more silence.

“So what do we do, now?”

duh

So a doctor’s appointment was called.  We both spend the rest of the day in a haze.  Oh yeah, if you’re wondering, she did buy more tests, hehe.

And to think, April Fool’s Day.  The joke of it is that the weekend prior, S. was late.  On the way to see the in-laws (and get taxes done) she picked up a test kit.  Nothing.  Secretly, I was disappointed.  Little did I know.