December 13, 1993

He called tonight we only talked for five minutes before I told him that I had to make a phone call and that it would only take five minutes and he said OK. Then the five minutes was up and he called back at 4 PM and we talked about a few things like first his wife wasn’t working but she was out shopping with his car. She doesn’t work Tuesday or Wednesday either. She works Thursday and Friday. We talked about how my mom calls to check on me and my Grandma being in the hospital getting worse. I told him I was tired and he said, “yeah but you still sound good.” We talked about how my dad reacted on Saturday when he found out I had a boyfriend and the prom. How he promised not to react the way he did with Kansas Boy. How he protects me and mom over protect me, but yet doesn’t want me to talk to them about what bothers me. I said that my dad thinks I’m smart enough to control my own life. Mikey said “he’s right you are smart enough but you also need some encouragement, he should know.” We also talked about the planners on which ones Anna helped with. I read the one with a head and he said “I could understand that,” then he asked if she helped with the one on conceive and I said she told me to underline it. He said “well you don’t have to worry about that because I took care of that a long time ago.” Then we talked about how I thought about that in chorus. He said “yes I’ve had a vasectomy.” (He’s fixed) He also told me he hadn’t filled mine out because he had to think on what to say because I’m a high school student and he doesn’t want to get in trouble. I told him I won’t let that happen and nobody will read it. He said “but parents.” I told him I would be 17 soon and then they can’t do anything about it because at that age I could legally move out. He said “You can.” I said “that’s what someone told me.” Then that subject was dropped.

We also talked about why he couldn’t make it to the game that his wife was home and that she got her schedule changed. He apologized for sounding rude, but he had to get off the phone as soon as he could, because of his wife. I told him he didn’t sound rude, he just had a different voice and it sounded like he was mad at me or something. He said “No, I’m not mad at you and I didn’t mean to be mean.” I said I understood him and he said he was glad for that.

I said, so when she gets back you’ll have to hang up. He said “Right I’m so glad you understand.” Towards the end he said well I have to run some errands I said OK. Then he said “bye sweetie” and I smiled and said by then. He said “you know how guys say the word peps.” I said “yes” he said “I think you have a lot of pep attitude in the inside with the feelings of a nerd on the outside, which is good.” I smiled and both of us said goodbye. I almost said I love you but what came out of my mouth was I got to go. I love you doesn’t that sound strange.