There’s not a whole heck of a lot going on at the moment. No dogs and no calls or letters from Bob. Got a great Bob game idea. Let me finish making the spag I’m cooking, then I’ll discuss it.

Later...

I finished 84, so only one more left! Next is 85, then this one, etc. I used the pretty colored paper to print it out.

Tomorrow we’ll be sending videos to my parents, Tammy, and Larry. We didn’t get the chance to film us swimming yet, but we will eventually. They’ll see Castles & Coasters, Piggy swimming and sitting in a chair. They’ll see scenery out at Paradise Valley and a house tour.

I swear, though, if I don’t hear from Larry by the end of the summer - fuck it. I’m not gonna bother sending letters. I’ve only sent 3 in the last few months and I haven’t called. I told him I’d let him call me.

I’ll be doing a letter for “Bug” soon. That’s Diana’s nickname. I got another letter from her a few days ago. They’re nice, but I wish she’d mix more reality with her mumbo jumbo and not spray her damn perfume on the letters.

Later...

Yesterday we went to visit Mom and Dad for nearly two hours. Mom and I had an interesting chat while she fixed my halter top.

I sent my “Bob game” idea to Kim in a letter and I’m waiting to hear what she has to say about it. I’ve got two ideas.

1. Send a letter from a fellow inmate with a crush on him that didn’t quite have the guts yet to tell him to his face.

2. Send a letter from a friend of Chassidy’s. One not overly threatening, but then again - who cares if I did? He wouldn’t tell the guards and they wouldn’t give a shit or feel sorry for him anyway. The letter would be untraceable with no return address, and I’ve already sent threatening and wacky stuff to him. I’d disguise my handwriting and then send it to Kim to send to him.

Or I could combine the two ideas and say that I’m an unhappy friend of Chassidy’s. Also, I have an ex in there who’s got the hots for him.

Tom’s editing the videos now and taking out boring parts.

Tom slipped again yesterday, and yes, I set him up for it. I said, “We’re gonna have that talk in January,” in a matter-of-fact tone of voice.

He said with confidence, “Yup.”

I said, “We are for sure.”

He said, “I said we’re gonna discuss it,” then, “Don’t try to manipulate me,” he said in a very annoyed tone as he realized what I did and that I caught him.

I can’t believe my oh-so-perfect-in-every-other-way husband is doing this to me. How can my own husband insist his own wife is trying to manipulate him into allowing them to have a child? And since when is it considered manipulation for a woman to want her husband to allow them the child they agreed to have??? It’s probably jealousy and just something he’d really rather not deal with, no matter how many times a day he tells me otherwise. I didn’t want to admit it or believe it, but I know exactly what’s going on here.

Later...

Gonna be watching a movie in a few minutes, then I’ll be back to update a few things. Here are Tom’s hours first of all, which I’ll also copy into 54. Monday-Tuesday, 8 AM - 4:30 PM. Wednesday, 10 AM - 4 PM. Thursday-Friday, 11 AM - 4 PM.