Entry #2

Dear Diary, October 19, 2018 Friday night

The best way to make a Mom into a Wimpy Mom is to have Captain Wimpy Pants (That's a good name for him) himself go on social media and proclaim his love for Wimpy Mom and ask everyone to take care of her while Captain Wimpy Pants goes to a war area for 6 months. This pretty much insured my wimpy factor for the next 6 months. You see since Wimpy Mom avoids social media (for so many various reasons) this has all of a sudden caused an influx in messages of love and concern for my well being.

It has in a sense made everyone hyper aware of our situation and now I am bombarded with reminders of how awesome and amazing we must be. I put on a mask of how great everything is going to be. Now what's really happening is inside I want to scream stop reminding me every second of the day and let me move on. But, I can't. I have to make sure everyone knows I'm Wimpy Mom and will be Wimpy Mom for 6 months and that all is well in Wimpy ville.

It is all well. I just miss Captain Wimpy Pants because he loves me so much to make sure I'm taken care of. And now I had about 15 reminders of how much he wants me taken care of while he is gone.

The man was still able to text me and pronounce his never ending love for me and yet it's begun. We are pathetic. Our communication is going to slow down tonight. He boarded a plane and left Germany to some crap hole in the world. No offense crap hole, we just have it really nice in Texas.

Where was I going with this?

Oh ya basically we are pathetic because we can still communicate and yet somehow have told each other we miss each other about 10 times today.

My popcorn is gone. I better stop rambling.

Wimpy Mom insurance number 2 of the night was ice cream sundaes with the little kids while K was out at a birthday party. Ice cream sundaes on night 3.

It was so much fun.

C made the house a disaster and I haven't had time to clean it up yet. I guess we know what Wimpy Family is doing tomorrow on Saturday morning because Wimpy Soccer team is canceled from the rain.

Hopefully Captain Wimpy Pants can get some sleep while traveling and arrives somewhere safe sometime soon...

All my love,

Wimpy Mom