So my dear husband, if you don't know is quite politically involved. So I shouldn't be surprised...
This morning I kicked him out of bed so I could go back to sleep and not worry about him sleeping in. Not twenty minutes later he busts open the door with urgency and says "Chriss, you still awake?"
J-"HE died!" he declares prophetically like I should know who he was talking about
Me- My mind is racing, who do we know that we are expecting to die? The adrenaline is pulsing...someone we care about has past who could it be? Concerned I manage a "Who?"
J- "Ted Kennedy, you know the guy I was talking to you about yesterday!"
He woke me up to talk politics at 4 something in the morning and somehow worked in bearing his testimony and then left me with the rush, and disappointment that it wasn't something more, ummm, shall we say noteworthy. Only Jake! I've gotta love him, he is mine for eternity!