Oh, no, I'm not wearing my bathing suit in front of the JP. I'll be camping and boating on a lake here in MO somewhere while he gets married in CA, NV, heck, I don't know where. I'm not going to that wedding. That's a "papers only" meeting. He sees no reason mama, or anyone else, should be present for it. That one merely makes more money possible. The "real" wedding is the one I need to go to.
I am sure he has not talked to anyone in the corps about it. I wasn't aware they didn't allow marriage...maybe there's hope yet that SOMEONE will knock some sense into his head... I just know I can't. He's got an anti-mom-advice force field around his noggin that even Spielberg can't penetrate.
The good news is that she's in MO and he's in CA and there's no grandbaby on the way.
Yet.
I'll proudly display my award. Thanks!