We are just back from a wonderful weekend in New York. What a way to
spend the New Year! We haven’t spent much time at home since our
honeymoon and we did spend Christmas back in Maryland. It’s always nice to
go home for Christmas, but there are such bad memories around the holidays as
it is near the time of Mom’s death. I know I am feeling sorry for myself, but
then I think of Jonathan spending practically his entire childhood without
parents. I
should be grateful for what I have.
January 30, 1976
Now I need to go back to Monte Carlo to work on a story. The only
problem is that Jonathan can’t come. He has an important business meeting
that he cannot miss. I guess this is the way it’s going to be. It will give
him a
chance to miss me.
February 1, 1976
As much as I love Monte Carlo, I miss Jonathan so much, I simply cannot
wait to see him, and it has only been three days. It was fun flirting with
the
bullfighter though, for about 10 seconds.
February 4, 1976
I just got off the phone with Jonathan. He is really upset. His friend
Sam
died at some health spa and he wants us to go undercover. Jonathan doesn’t
think that Sam’s death was an accident. Well I am looking forward to seeing
him, but we have go make believe we don’t know each other. That is definitely
not going to be easy. What is he getting me into?
February 6, 1976
I just checked in under an assumed name. Jonathan was at the desk
acting as though he didn’t know me. He put on quite an act, and I had to
contain myself from laughing, but all I really wanted to do was grab his ass.
February 7, 1976
Okay, this is getting out of hand now. I just saw Jonathan go into Sylvia
Maxwell’s room. I don’t trust her. She told me she thought Jonathan was
“cute.” I’ll give her cute. Jonathan told me to come into his room, but
so far he
is still in there with her, so here I am waiting in my room. I think I’ll go
outside
and hide behind a tree.
February 8, 1976
Jonathan is on to something, but all I really want to do is go home. He
wants me to get friendly with Sylvia Maxwell. He knows she is hiding
something.
I’ll bet she is. She looks like the sneaky devious type.
February 9, 1976
No need to worry about Sylvia Maxwell, she is dead.
February 10, 1976
I really want to leave, but Jonathan sweet talked me into staying. He has
a way of doing that to me, getting me to do whatever. He says I am putty in his
hands. He is right.
February 13, 1976
We are finally home, after me being hypnotized and almost driving over a
cliff and nearly killing the both of us. Jonathan, as usual, saved me, then
we
took a detour to Africa and spent a few days out in the bush.
February 14, 1976
Valentine’s Day. Jonathan has something planned for tonight. He told
me it was something special.
February 15, 1976
Well it was special. I can’t describe in words what happened last night
after he gave me a ruby bracelet. Let me just say that I was soaking in the
tub
this morning for an hour and it wasn’t enough.
February 20, 1976
I consider myself a polite, well tempered person, but this past week has
tried my patience. Connie drops her child off here in the middle of the
night and
claims he is Jonathan’s son. I knew that wasn’t possible. I know Jonathan
would not shun his child and would take responsibility. I just wanted to rip
her
eyes out and beat the crap out of her. Of course it was the child who will
suffer
for having parents like that.
February 21,1976
I wonder if Jonathan and I will ever have children. When I was young I
always saw myself as a parent, but now I am not so sure. Our lives are so
hectic
there would really be no time - well for now anyway.
February 27, 1976
Another surprise from Jonathan. Max is on one of his Las Vegas trips.
Last night when I came home from shopping he was waiting for me upstairs.
The entire bedroom was lit with candles and all he was wearing was black silk
boxers...
March 17, 1976
Another adventure I would like to forget - our sailing trip to Mexico,
where
we wound up in a jail after being accused of drug smuggling. Jonathan told me
life would be exciting, but I could live without this excitement. Eventually
we
escaped, but I ruined my good red dress and shoes. The sail back was
wonderful.
April 2, 1976
After my “so-called cousin” tried to murder me, I have just about had
enough excitement for one year, and it is only April. Throughout this entire
episode I just marvel at Jonathan and the way he protects me. He is fearless
but so kind and gentle. I feel as though I will never love him enough.
May 7, 1976
I swore I had enough trips for the year, but Jonathan talked me into a
sailing trip to Hawaii so he could play in his croquet tournament. This
started
out innocent enough, but again, there we were dodging secret agents. The sail
to and from LA was worth it. Those romantic sunsets with Jonathan by my
side.
Life is too good to me. Am I dreaming?
May 15, 1976
Jonathan promised me no more adventures for a few months. I am going
to spend some time working on my new book. Jonathan has been busy at the
office with his mergers. I wonder how many women in his office wish they
could
be with him. I know he loves me, but sometimes I get jealous when I see the
way women react to him. I guess he must get jealous when men look at me,
although he seems more confident about himself.
May 29, 1976
Well we are leaving for Maryland to visit Pa. I can wait to go horseback
riding.
June 6, 1976
That was an adventurous trip. Jonathan met one of my old boyfriends,
who was drooling all over me. What I jerk he was, (my old boyfriend, that
is).
What was I thinking? Jonathan hasn’t teased me yet, and hopefully he won’t.
July 5, 1976
Well it was my turn to meet the old competition. Somehow we got
dragged to Nicki Stefanopoulous' wedding. Jonathan of course is so gallant
and
he had to save her. How could she let him go? She was in love with someone
else and did get married, but it bothered me to think of her with Jonathan.
It
bothers me to think of anyone even kissing Jonathan.
July 10, 1976
Last night I dreamt of my mother. I haven’t had a dream about her in
years. She was sitting in her bedroom by the window. I went in the bedroom
and she told me everything would always be okay now, just like she promised.
Right before she died I had a fight with one of my boyfriends, and I cried for
days. She told me I would meet a wonderful man we would marry and he would
love me forever. I guess she was right. I can’t imagine not having
Jonathan in
my life. I can’t imagine what would happen to me if we were ever separated -
for whatever reason. Somehow I just know in my heart that we will never be
separated.
July 15, 1976
Another boring business dinner, but Jonathan did get his contract.
Jonathan made sure I sat next to the CEO. He said I knew I would charm him.
I guess I did.
July 16, 1976
After last night, Jonathan insisted we visit the jewelry store. He told
me
to pick out anything I wanted. That must have been some deal he cut.
July 17, 1976
I need to start packing. We are going to Bermuda for a short vacation.
Jonathan said he needs to get away, he has been working too hard. I agree, I
haven’t seen too much of him lately.
July 21, 1976
This place is gorgeous. Everything thing is pink and there are so many
honeymooners here. Somehow we fit right in. We haven’t left the room for two
days. Need I elaborate?
August 1, 1976
We are back in LA, and the smog is horrendous. Bermuda was so
relaxing.
August 10, 1976
Whoever this broad is, she better stop it. She keeps calling looking for
Jonathan, and when I ask her who it is she hangs up. Jonathan is trying to
have
the calls traced, but the police say they are from a pay phone.
August 15, 1976
Still no lead on the phone calls. I need to help Max prepare for a dinner
party. Jonathan is having his entire Board of Directors over for dinner.
August 17, 1976
The party went well, except for the phone calls. I am the only woman on
the board, so I have going to have to really bone up on the corporate lingo.
August 19, 1976
I wish Jonathan was here. She called again and hung up, but today one
red rose came. The police are trying to find out who she was from the
florist,
but no luck, so far.
August 29, 1976
Jonathan wants to change our phone number. I told him not to bother,
she probably would find out the new one in a minute, and besides, it would be
so much trouble. This is really starting to bother me.
September 2, 1976
We are going away for Labor Day weekend, a trip to upstate New York.
Just what I need, a week alone with Jonathan in a log cabin.
September 10, 1976
Back from New York. We both didn’t want to leave. It was so tranquil
and beautiful, and no phone calls.
September 15, 1976
The police found out who was making the phone calls. Someone who
worked at Hart Industries. When they went to her apartment, the walls were
covered entirely with pictures of Jonathan. Spooky. Well she is in jail
now, but
who knows for how long. I wonder how many women are really obsessed with
Jonathan. I shudder to think about it.
September 30, 1976
My book is finally finished. I need to fly to New York to meet with the
publisher, but Jonathan can’t come. That seems to be the only thing on my
mind.
October 2, 1976
Jonathan said he could not bear to be away from me, so he just flew to
NY on the jet. It’s nice having your own jet. Tonight is going to be
...
October 3, 1976
What a day, after last night. I met with the publisher, and worked out
all
the details. I decided to donate all the proceeds from my book to a charity.
I
haven’t decided which one yet.
October 7, 1976
Back in LA, but before we left, we stopped in Tiffany’s. No breakfast,
but
Jonathan did buy me a diamond bracelet. My jewelry collection is rapidly
expanding and we haven’t been married a year yet.
October 17, 1976
How obnoxious! I went to the gym to workout today with Claire and
some guy kept hitting on me. I am not even going to tell Jonathan. He would
kill him if I ever told him what he said to me. What a jerk!
October 29, 1976
Jonathan came home last night with a bouquet of roses for me. He is so
sweet. I spent an hour giving him a massage and after that...
November 5, 1976
I am trying to think of an anniversary present for Jonathan.
Something really special. I can’t believe we are married almost a year. The
happiest year of my life. Can this get any better. I think it will.
Loving
Jonathan is so easy, and being loved by him is better than anything I can
think
of.
