1. Tell us the story of how you and your husband got together.
*laughs* You should have seen the look on DH's face when he read this request. I didn't know if he was laughing or choking on his tongue, but since you asked....
At the time that DH and I met, I was dating a boy who was not very good for me, and treated me poorly. One of my girlfriends was concerned about me, and she had been having a conversation with her boyfriend when his friend was somehow included in the conversation. She gave this friend a picture of me, and he swears to this day that he knew right then that we would marry.
It began innocently enough, *snickers* with DH catching my boyfriend online, telling him that if he didn't treat me right that he was going to get himself into a world of hurt. Being the curious bug that I am, I just had to talk with a boy who would stand up for a girl that he didn't even know. I had no clue that he knew my friend, or that they had had some pretty informative conversations about me. So, he and I began talking frequently over the computer, which completely annoyed the boy that I was steady with. Then, one day we got it into our heads that we should meet.
You know, I sat in the mall for 20 minutes, thinking that I had somehow missed this guy, whom I had never seen. It wasn't until he got up to leave that I noticed where he was sitting, hidden from my view by a brick planter. Like a weirdo, I ran out of the building after him and called out his name. I felt like the biggest idiot, expecting half the folks in the parking lot to turn around. I was right in my guess though, and this scrubby looking guy with the most beautiful hair in the whole world turned around, and walked me back into the mall. We spent about an hour, walking around and talking, two big bunches of nerves.
I'll say that his looks weren't what first attracted me. At the time, he had this scruffy attempt at a mustache, a beat up concert t-shirt, and ripped jeans. However, I already knew his personality, and it was fun to get to know him in person. Have I mentioned that he has absolutely gorgeous brown eyes? Anyway, from that point, we became instant friends. A couple times we went to see a movie together, when my boyfriend had decided that he and I needed to "see other people". So, for about a year, this new boy and I just hung out and got to know each other and our quirkiness. Leaving out the terribly mushy part, my life went through some big changes, and I was incredibly blessed to have such a great guy interested in me. By the time the snow had thawed in the spring of 2000, we were making plans for a darling summer wedding. Oh my goodness, that would be a real achievement. *laughs* I can't even use the bathroom without my daughter or the cat knocking on the door. Yes, the cat knocks. Anyway, wow. I think that I would actually go a little crazy if I had to go three hours without my family. Maybe I'm weird, but I get lonely real easy. It is rare that I get so undone by people that I need time away. If I try to grocery shop without DD, I am actually sad not to have the goofy conversation and company while walking around the store. If I had to pick something though, I would say, I would probably go to the gym. If I didn't have anyone depending on me, I would probably go and get sweaty for an hour and a half, doing cardio and weights. Maybe I'd even get adventurous and try one of those kickboxing classes. Then I'd probably spend the last hour and a half soaking in the jacuzzi at the gym, and then turning myself into a jennacicle in a cool shower.
2. What are the top three things you love to do when you have three hours to yourself with no interruptions. Assuming that ever happens with a husband, little girl, and pets!
I have a really hard time trying to pick a favorite verse, because I'm not sure that I have one. My favorite changes with the situations coming to fruition within my life. One verse that I find is pretty steady in my life is Ephesians 2:8, which I use to ground myself a lot.
4. (I thought this was a really great question, so I'm borrowing it) What is your biggest 'Oh my gosh, I can't believe I'm doing this' moment.
My biggest moment? Oh, that's a no-brainer. *chuckles* I don't usually bring this up, but I worried that I was going to throw up all over myself on the day of my wedding. Many people don't know this about me, but before I learned how blessed I could be through a relationship, I was a real commitment-phobe. I hadn't thought that I would ever actually get married, so when I found myself sitting in my dressing room while everyone was filling the chapel. I was so overcome with the idea that this was something that I was really going to do. It affected me so deeply that no one who was farther back than the first 3 rows probably heard any of my vows. I was so enveloped in the experience and the weight of it that it was all I could do to get the words out. My love heard me though, and that's all that really matters. If anyone doubts that anything actually came out of my mouth, we have a video of the whole ceremony! *chuckles* (The camera was in a floral arrangement, right next to us. lol)
5. Ignore the strife lately with your sister, and tell me a couple things you truly love about her.
First, I will go out on a limb and guess that you are referring to my little sister, just because I've written about her so much lately. I actually have two sisters, both who are younger than myself, though not by much.
I love my little sister a great deal. While she has found a remarkable ability to create problems for herself, little sister is a soft-hearted woman. One of the things that I love so much about her is how much she loves her babies. Unlike many people these days, she views each of them as a real blessing and is thankful to have them. Little sister is very open to loving people who have been hurt by the cruelty of others because of physical challenges. Maybe it is that she can identify with people because of her struggle with poor eyesight and her more recent diagnosis of epilepsy, but she sees the value in each person and the ability for greatness that we all have. These are things that I love about my little sister.
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