Mike is preaching twice today! He seems frustrated with himself for not being 130% prepared, but resigned to things falling where they may. While he's pretty mellow, I'm a bundle of nerves. I think I might throw up, and am wondering if I have to sit near the front of the church.
I don't know how this man handles me. I'm going to try and keep this on the DL so that Mike can focus on himself, rather than worrying about my state of mind AND his.
I'm sorry. I hope that my food and laughter manages to make up for these freakouts that I experience so often.