a triple celebration! make that quadruple: not pushing up daisies

today we received a packet by mail from james's cousin... filled with maps of KY! honeymoon anticipation excitement ramps further! he just told me we'll leave on the heels of next week's gig. "i'll be up, anyway!" he reasoned. we'll drive thru the night; how romantic does that sound? should hit las vegas 4-5 am. will stay at tommy's, tho he, jetsetter self-made gazillionaire, won't be there... wonderful to have family/friends wealthy in spirit & also bucks! the latter means, among a lot of other nice things, they have nice extra rooms they let us crash in at their nice pads... thank you!
yesterday, he celebrated four months sans hair of the dog; the worst of possible days turned into a lovely one of us together making a resolution to commit more to taking care of each other & stepping up our shared spiritual life, our happy gig at harvelle's, then late-night breakfast w/shady lane, where he discovered his long-time friend & he share not just love of blues harmonica & firearms (i must laugh, me, scaredy-cat & pacifist, but both shady & james have specialized military history, so it makes sense, & james definitely is no gun-nut zealot), but a curious affinity for the wheel of fortune game at sin city's casinos... james was delighted. he took this learned commonality as a "sign." i told him since he's now lucky in love, he doesn't have to be lucky at the slot machine. "don't jinx me!" he snarled, & then threw his head back & laughed...
our honeymoon! yes, we can't wait! today mom & dad called, voices brimming w/good cheer, to insist upon financing our honeymoon gas bill, tho they've already been beyond generous (angels are all around, i tell ya, don't you think? i invite you to consider yours) & we celebrated at length our 5-month wedding anniversary... now i hear him happily singing & playing new songs downstairs while i purportedly work on WBJ press kit & contacts for europe & soon we'll all go to dinner w/sister sherri to celebrate his birthday last week... happy four months sober, james. happy five months married, us! no quotes or ponderings or much more blablabla today... life is good, isn't it? we're not any of us pushing up daisies. NOT PUSHING UP DAISIES! every day, therefore, is a plus.