Since I quit writing for a spell, there are some very hilarious things that I feel I should have shared.
I got proposed to. (I have a video that I will try to post.) At the time (this past spring), he was 16 (to date, he is 17), and I told him no strictly on the merits that the state of Georgia frowns on that via misdemeanor/felony. And that I’m old enough to be his teen mom. It should be noted that, if he were ten years older, this would be the blog of a very happily married woman. I kept my fake engagement ring as a memento though.
There is another sweet kid from church (he actually just graduated from high school, but once you turn 30, everybody under 29 is a kid) who will only refer to me as “The AMAZING Jenn Calhoun”. In what I can only describe as his version of a superhero commentator voice. I am not amazing. Also, I have text messages that I will try to photo to prove this.
(Sidenote: This past Wednesday night, I had a lady ask me if I would be opposed to a green card marriage to her nephew in another country? UMMMM… yes. I want a real husband, not a spouse on paper! She was visibly disappointed that I wasn’t open to the idea. Although my coworkers suggested I ask how much it was worth... (KIDDING).)
These boys make me laugh. Who knew that in my 30’s, I’d have an entourage of teenagers following me? Jennifer Lopez, I am not. What I do know, is that I have a hard time receiving compliments. I can lavish them on you with fervor, but I am not good at receiving them. But sometimes, God has a hilarious and humbling way to give you what you need, even when (and how) you wouldn’t expect it. I have told each of these sweet guys that I know without a doubt, that God is using them to pour into me for my husband.
And there’s still the issue of the date… but that’s gonna take a post of it’s own.
Somebody needs to like IT and put a ring on IT,