Raise your hand, if, like me, you think found your partner entirely based on personality, not looks.  


I was all about the personality.  As a person who thought of herself as so average as to be edging toward homely, I was focused on developing my personality.  Reading a lot.  Being a maker.  Gardening.  Going out. If my bloom wouldn’t catch me a man, my sparkling personality had to do the trick. And what does a girl with said sparkling personality need for a successful partnership? A partner who sparkles right back.  


And holy moly, did Bradley sparkle when I first met him: he walked into my apartment with that gorgeous smile and mopful of blonde hair, exuding ‘sparkling personality’ from the tips of his polished leather shoes, past the denim jeans-who’s-stitching-perfectly-matched-his-shirt, all the way up to his stunning, kind, bright-blue eyes.  Look at all that personality.  I was entranced.  We immediately launched into a heady conversation about the greater implications of Noah’s covenant with God, the rainbow and circumcision, but I can’t honestly say it was all personality that caught me.  My husband is a babe. Flat out, hands-down, he was then and continues to bemy hunka-hunka burnin’ love.  


Not to say my husband’s personality is bland by any means, but I’m just going to sit back for a moment and DAY-UM!  Appreciate that fine man I married.  Happy 19th anniversary to my beautiful husband, outside and in.  😘


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Gigi Said

  • Topless Tapas 2012-11-03 18:44:52-

    Tami was leaving to go out with her friend and the kids begged to go with her. I said, "you don't want to go with mom, she is going to the Tapas bar and we are going to stay here and play games."

    Gigi stiffened, "That's weird", she said as she blushed. I processed fast and realized the problem. "TAPAS bar. It means 'small plate', not TOPLESS bar!"

Jude Said

  • Nicknames 2013-01-04 21:30:33-

    The checker at the store asked our always conversational little boy what his name was. He replied "Jude" then added "but sometimes they call me pumpkin brown". LOL.

    And they are right. We call him that after the folksong that we sing sometimes.

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