Mary: Because they are not married...
Marci: .... (not amused)
Marci: Mary, you hang your clothes inside out and backwards?
Mary: But you noticed they were hanging, right?
Marci: Where did you learn this?
Mary: Brain Cancer..
Marci: Brain Cancer did not teach you how to do laundry....
Marci: Why do you have 4 year old US weekly magazines in your night stand?
Mary: I'm just glad you didn't find banana peels in there... and I gave up US weekly 2 years ago for Jesus!
Marci: (not impressed) But why are they still in your night stand?
Mary: I am wearing the same panties as I did yesterday but the cool thing is they were in my panty drawer!!!
Marci: That's because I washed them and put them away.
Mary: Are you a magician?
Marci: (picks up a black sock) Are these the infamous black socks?
Marci: Girl, he just needs a little retraining.
Mary: Jonathan doesn't like being told what to do, I just throw out suggestions in his directions and he usually picks up on them. ex: Mary: Oh, wow! The trash is about to topple over! J: Let me take that out!
Marci: (not impressed with our system)
Mary: Let's just move these books into the study closet.
Marci: Does that mean we need to clean the study closet?
Mary: It's a possibility...
Marci: (sees closet) Mary, we are going to have to try a little harder...
We used to talk on the phone twice a day everyday (except weekends because we aren't crazy - and if one of us calls on a weekend then we know something is up!), we traveled to see Beth Moore, we walked almost everyday during her pregnancy, she talked me through my fertility struggle, she helped us move twice in a span of 4 weeks, when I called her with Jonathan's diagnosis she stormed the gates of heaven with me and has stayed there, and when I called her and said I'd like to clean drawers and closets before we started treatment- she said I'll be there and she was.
She would be in charge of O.C.D. tasks: cleaning, cooking, laundry. I was also going to give her homework because she is patient and kindergarten erasing makes me unprofessional.
I'd be in charge of gardening, vacations, napping, playing with kids, the social calendar, baths, and sex. All we would need is another sister wife who would be in charge of chauffeuring and book keeping. It would have been great.
Everyone should have a Marci!
(Marci, you should feel loved. I posted a bunch of tired Mary-eye pictures on the internet.)
God is bigger than this and Jesus can fix-it.