When I turned onto our street this evening, there was Sprite’s car sitting in front of our house. She was there with her Marine, sweet as pie, collecting a piece of furniture that we had threatened to give away if she didn’t want it/didn’t take it in a timely manner. I guess after the phone finally shut off, she didn’t want to press her luck with dad.
For the record, they did have notice of the phone being turned off. It is all too long and tedious to write out here, but as late as Friday night Mr. Wonderful was on the phone with her Marine warning him that it was going to get shut off in the next day or two and that he didn’t want to make her mad at him, so please to move the service over.
We visited, they were kissing up to us (as it should be), and she has a brand new phone number. Mr. Wonderful is happy now that he doesn’t have to track his rapidly declining rollover minutes and put off phone calls using the anytime minutes.
When did phones get so complicated?
So now, she is on her own, finally. Although that is a laugh.
She is a textbook example of a young lady going from being dependent on her father, to being dependent on her husband. With less than 2 years of college under her belt, and a part time job at Victoria’s Secret, she wouldn’t last long on her own without him. Thanks to him, while he may not make great wages, housing is covered, insurance is cheap and good, he got an awesome bonus for re-enlisting so they had cash for furniture and a new car, and they get discounts on everything everywhere. He is even signing his GI Bill over to her for the rest of her college, so there’s that. He still has a scholarship he can use if/when/let’s hope he goes to college himself.
Ok, and he is cute, polite and friendly too. Oh, and he’s Catholic. Does anybody think this is too good to be true?
I am still so skeptical. But I want her to be happy. It is hard to just let go and be happy for her. Is that normal?
It is so different with Jolt and Surfergirl. They have been together for 4 years. We have spent so much time with her at this point that she feels like one of our own. I have found myself almost telling Jolt to pop the question already, a few times. I think I would be crushed if they broke up, and that is really a development I never would have predicted. Somewhere along the line, my thinking shifted from “he’s too good for her” to “he’s lucky to have her.” Interesting, no? I don’t know if that will happen with Sprite and CowboyMarine. The jury is still out on him AS HUSBAND MATERIAL. I liked him fine when they were just dating.
Time will tell, I guess. I will just concentrate on trying to let go a little.
Morning Fog 
I found it harder to warm up to my second child’s beau also. maybe its a birth order thing.
That so funny to see Terri commenting on no one ever being good enough but her (our) girl! I was going to comment about how I never thought Michael was good enough for her (or any one else of course). It was Chuck that convinced me that he was a ‘good kid’ way back then! Terri will choke if she reads that! LOL But he has turned out to be a wonderful husband and an awesome father. We can never pick them for our kids but just have to go with it and pray they made good choices! The Marine does sound too good to be true, but it seems to be working out just fine! Hand in there, Mom!
I hear you. My SIL is a bit of a butthead when he wants to be. And my daughter and grandson are going across the country with him in a little less than a month. I’m not looking forward to that arrangement…
It sounds like the phone situation worked out well. Hopefully the rest of it will work out equally well.
I sort of went straight from my dad’s house to my husband’s, except I did four years of college in between, if that counts. The first time my husband was deployed, it was HARD, but boy, did I do a lot of growing up those seven months. It was the best thing that ever happened to me.
When did telephoning get so complicated? I guess you don’t remember the days when we would check the front pages of the phone book to find out which calls would be local and which times — evening, weekend — we could get some kind of discount. (Or the times my daughter ran up a $300 phone bill talking to her boyfriend a couple of towns away and then flushed the bill so Iwouldn’t know…)
I think maybe your daughter needs to read something like “My First Apartment”
http://l-empress.liscious.net/older/006367.html
Maybe her husband needs to read it too.
Whew! I’m glad the phone situation worked out! Letting go has got to be the hardest part of parenting. My oldest is only 15 and I’m easing into it, but I can tell I’m going to have some problems when boys start nosing around. I don’t know how any guy will ever be good enough for my girl. I guess I just have to have faith that it will all work out, like you do!