I’ve been poked more times than a pincushion. I’ve become impervious to the pointy stick.Pointy stick in 3....2....1....
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I’ve been poked more times than a pincushion. I’ve become impervious to the pointy stick.Pointy stick in 3....2....1....
ghost19 It's March 1st, so the countdown clock is moving right along. How's the stress level at Chez Ghost? Have there been any Bridezilla sightings?
Well, we're sad together then, I think I have the whole movie dialogue memorized....lolI have literally quoted that entire movie before. From beginning to end. I have a sad existence...
LMAO. Thanks for asking ma'am. It's funny that you mention it. We were talking this morning very early, both of us woke up around 5am. Something seemed different this morning, it truly did. It's like it's REALLY for real now, we looked at the calendar....only 16 days!!!!! How did that happen? YIKES! Still so much to do as far as logistics. Tamara said, "Ok, you've got sixteen days to change your mind...of course if you do, I'll have to hunt you down and dispose of you properly, but you might be able to get a good head start if you leave today."...lol I laughed then told her I'd already put my bug out bag in my truck and that it was nice knowing her and I'd need the ring back for traveling money. That earned me a look but of course, I was only joking. She's still a bit stressed out about all the logistics of the wedding but seems to have rounded the curve as far as stroking out over every issue. She's been pretty calm over the last couple of weeks.
We're ready, vows are finished for both of us. My vows are pretty much a short novella since I'm incapable of writing anything short. Blame it on all that report writing training I went thru..lol. But you know Ms. Mod, there's a lot I WANT to say to her, there really is. I figure since it's our wedding, the guests can just listen to me ramble for a few minutes...lol We have a lot of history together going a long way back and it's been a really nice journey getting to know her again in a completely different way than when we were teenagers. Looking at her every day, it's so weird, because I see almost a time warp blend of what she looked like at 16, 17, or 18 years old every time I look at her. It's kind of like I'm seeing a blend of who she was, because I have such a clear image of what she looked like back then, and that image blends into how she looks and acts now. It's hard to explain but it's powerful. The smile is the same, the facial expressions are there that I remember, but she also has a different, more determined look to her now than she did back then. Her sense of humor is as razor sharp as it ever was, if not more so. I don't know how to explain it exactly. The concept of serendipity comes to mind but I don't think that's exactly what I feel toward her. I'm looking very forward to marrying her, it's an honor to be with her. As the day gets closer, it seems more and more surreal that I'm engaged again, that I'm getting married again, that I'm in love with someone else other than my first wife. It seems like an alternate reality sometimes because this wasn't the game plan I had mapped out. That sounds simplified but so many things are different in my life now than I ever expected them to be. It's somewhere between a constant state of low level shock and a high level manic feeling of how fortunate I am to have met Tamara again. She is amazing, in every aspect. I rarely meet someone who intrigues me as much as she does for so many reasons and on so many levels. She's taken my son under her care and proved to him over and over ever since we started going out, that she wants to include him in everything, wants to be there for him, wants him to feel loved in every way. I watch how she talks to him, how she relates to him, how she pays attention to him and I can't thank her enough for trying so hard to make this combined family of four work. We've both managed to make something special out what could have been a very difficult merging of four lives. Everyone has had to make adjustments but we've all done that and still managed to grow our relationship into one of mutual love, respect, trust, and understanding. We do things together as a family, I've learned how to take care of a toddler all over again and somewhere along the line, her son started giving me kisses and wanting me to put him to bed every night. My son tries new kinds of food she cooks, something he used to be completely opposed to, he tries on clothes she buys for him with only minimal grumbling, and carries on open, honest conversations with Tamara I never thought would be possible after going thru what he did with his mother. It hasn't been all unicorns and rainbows, we get irritated with one another occasionally, we're both fiercely self-reliant, mostly because we've both had to be, we step on each others' toes when it comes to getting things done around the house, but what really feels right is that even then, it's all comedy to us. We pick on one another about football teams, about what kinds of food we like, about all kinds of things and there's such an easy peace between us that I feel very fortunate to have her and that I'm so comfortable with her around. I never, EVER thought I'd have that feeling again, didn't think it was even remotely possible, but I've managed to find someone who has been hurt as badly, or most likely worse, than I was and I think it makes for a mutual desire to have a relationship based solely on love, trust, respect for one another. What I think is most important to us is that finally Ms. Mod, FINALLY, after so long, we both have someone we can RELY on completely when things get rough or things get stressful. That's what I've missed so badly for so long is that connection with someone who I can just sit on the couch with, watch movies, talk with, or just sit there enjoying each others' company with no expectations. I'm definitely ready to marry her, to be able to introduce her proudly to people as my wife. On another level of the Tower, maybe we would have gotten together when were teenagers and never looked back, but here, now, I very much want to spend as many years as I have left by her side as her husband and her best friend.
I very much thank you for that ma'am. Simple wishes are usually the best ones and that is a wonderful one, I say thank ya.That post needs a tissue box warning! ghost19 - it is Ka that guides you both well. Soulmates. Paths that crossed again as they were meant to be. My wish for you both, as simple as it may be, my your life together be filled with Love and green lights!!
That was beautiful and I couldn't be happier for you--all of you.LMAO. Thanks for asking ma'am. It's funny that you mention it. We were talking this morning very early, both of us woke up around 5am. Something seemed different this morning, it truly did. It's like it's REALLY for real now, we looked at the calendar....only 16 days!!!!! How did that happen? YIKES! Still so much to do as far as logistics. Tamara said, "Ok, you've got sixteen days to change your mind...of course if you do, I'll have to hunt you down and dispose of you properly, but you might be able to get a good head start if you leave today."...lol I laughed then told her I'd already put my bug out bag in my truck and that it was nice knowing her and I'd need the ring back for traveling money. That earned me a look but of course, I was only joking. She's still a bit stressed out about all the logistics of the wedding but seems to have rounded the curve as far as stroking out over every issue. She's been pretty calm over the last couple of weeks.
We're ready, vows are finished for both of us. My vows are pretty much a short novella since I'm incapable of writing anything short. Blame it on all that report writing training I went thru..lol. But you know Ms. Mod, there's a lot I WANT to say to her, there really is. I figure since it's our wedding, the guests can just listen to me ramble for a few minutes...lol We have a lot of history together going a long way back and it's been a really nice journey getting to know her again in a completely different way than when we were teenagers. Looking at her every day, it's so weird, because I see almost a time warp blend of what she looked like at 16, 17, or 18 years old every time I look at her. It's kind of like I'm seeing a blend of who she was, because I have such a clear image of what she looked like back then, and that image blends into how she looks and acts now. It's hard to explain but it's powerful. The smile is the same, the facial expressions are there that I remember, but she also has a different, more determined look to her now than she did back then. Her sense of humor is as razor sharp as it ever was, if not more so. I don't know how to explain it exactly. The concept of serendipity comes to mind but I don't think that's exactly what I feel toward her. I'm looking very forward to marrying her, it's an honor to be with her. As the day gets closer, it seems more and more surreal that I'm engaged again, that I'm getting married again, that I'm in love with someone else other than my first wife. It seems like an alternate reality sometimes because this wasn't the game plan I had mapped out. That sounds simplified but so many things are different in my life now than I ever expected them to be. It's somewhere between a constant state of low level shock and a high level manic feeling of how fortunate I am to have met Tamara again. She is amazing, in every aspect. I rarely meet someone who intrigues me as much as she does for so many reasons and on so many levels. She's taken my son under her care and proved to him over and over ever since we started going out, that she wants to include him in everything, wants to be there for him, wants him to feel loved in every way. I watch how she talks to him, how she relates to him, how she pays attention to him and I can't thank her enough for trying so hard to make this combined family of four work. We've both managed to make something special out what could have been a very difficult merging of four lives. Everyone has had to make adjustments but we've all done that and still managed to grow our relationship into one of mutual love, respect, trust, and understanding. We do things together as a family, I've learned how to take care of a toddler all over again and somewhere along the line, her son started giving me kisses and wanting me to put him to bed every night. My son tries new kinds of food she cooks, something he used to be completely opposed to, he tries on clothes she buys for him with only minimal grumbling, and carries on open, honest conversations with Tamara I never thought would be possible after going thru what he did with his mother. It hasn't been all unicorns and rainbows, we get irritated with one another occasionally, we're both fiercely self-reliant, mostly because we've both had to be, we step on each others' toes when it comes to getting things done around the house, but what really feels right is that even then, it's all comedy to us. We pick on one another about football teams, about what kinds of food we like, about all kinds of things and there's such an easy peace between us that I feel very fortunate to have her and that I'm so comfortable with her around. I never, EVER thought I'd have that feeling again, didn't think it was even remotely possible, but I've managed to find someone who has been hurt as badly, or most likely worse, than I was and I think it makes for a mutual desire to have a relationship based solely on love, trust, respect for one another. What I think is most important to us is that finally Ms. Mod, FINALLY, after so long, we both have someone we can RELY on completely when things get rough or things get stressful. That's what I've missed so badly for so long is that connection with someone who I can just sit on the couch with, watch movies, talk with, or just sit there enjoying each others' company with no expectations. I'm definitely ready to marry her, to be able to introduce her proudly to people as my wife. On another level of the Tower, maybe we would have gotten together when were teenagers and never looked back, but here, now, I very much want to spend as many years as I have left by her side as her husband and her best friend.
Was this you and Tamara this morning?We were talking this morning very early, both of us woke up around 5am. Something seemed different this morning, it truly did. It's like it's REALLY for real now, we looked at the calendar....only 16 days!!!!! How did that happen? YIKES! Still so much to do as far as logistics. Tamara said, "Ok, you've got sixteen days to change your mind..
Swamp water might be what I needHealing vibes for you, (((Sunny))). You didn't accidentally drink some of that swamp water, did you?
LMAO. Thanks for asking ma'am. It's funny that you mention it. We were talking this morning very early, both of us woke up around 5am. Something seemed different this morning, it truly did. It's like it's REALLY for real now, we looked at the calendar....only 16 days!!!!! How did that happen? YIKES! Still so much to do as far as logistics. Tamara said, "Ok, you've got sixteen days to change your mind...of course if you do, I'll have to hunt you down and dispose of you properly, but you might be able to get a good head start if you leave today."...lol I laughed then told her I'd already put my bug out bag in my truck and that it was nice knowing her and I'd need the ring back for traveling money. That earned me a look but of course, I was only joking. She's still a bit stressed out about all the logistics of the wedding but seems to have rounded the curve as far as stroking out over every issue. She's been pretty calm over the last couple of weeks.
We're ready, vows are finished for both of us. My vows are pretty much a short novella since I'm incapable of writing anything short. Blame it on all that report writing training I went thru..lol. But you know Ms. Mod, there's a lot I WANT to say to her, there really is. I figure since it's our wedding, the guests can just listen to me ramble for a few minutes...lol We have a lot of history together going a long way back and it's been a really nice journey getting to know her again in a completely different way than when we were teenagers. Looking at her every day, it's so weird, because I see almost a time warp blend of what she looked like at 16, 17, or 18 years old every time I look at her. It's kind of like I'm seeing a blend of who she was, because I have such a clear image of what she looked like back then, and that image blends into how she looks and acts now. It's hard to explain but it's powerful. The smile is the same, the facial expressions are there that I remember, but she also has a different, more determined look to her now than she did back then. Her sense of humor is as razor sharp as it ever was, if not more so. I don't know how to explain it exactly. The concept of serendipity comes to mind but I don't think that's exactly what I feel toward her. I'm looking very forward to marrying her, it's an honor to be with her. As the day gets closer, it seems more and more surreal that I'm engaged again, that I'm getting married again, that I'm in love with someone else other than my first wife. It seems like an alternate reality sometimes because this wasn't the game plan I had mapped out. That sounds simplified but so many things are different in my life now than I ever expected them to be. It's somewhere between a constant state of low level shock and a high level manic feeling of how fortunate I am to have met Tamara again. She is amazing, in every aspect. I rarely meet someone who intrigues me as much as she does for so many reasons and on so many levels. She's taken my son under her care and proved to him over and over ever since we started going out, that she wants to include him in everything, wants to be there for him, wants him to feel loved in every way. I watch how she talks to him, how she relates to him, how she pays attention to him and I can't thank her enough for trying so hard to make this combined family of four work. We've both managed to make something special out what could have been a very difficult merging of four lives. Everyone has had to make adjustments but we've all done that and still managed to grow our relationship into one of mutual love, respect, trust, and understanding. We do things together as a family, I've learned how to take care of a toddler all over again and somewhere along the line, her son started giving me kisses and wanting me to put him to bed every night. My son tries new kinds of food she cooks, something he used to be completely opposed to, he tries on clothes she buys for him with only minimal grumbling, and carries on open, honest conversations with Tamara I never thought would be possible after going thru what he did with his mother. It hasn't been all unicorns and rainbows, we get irritated with one another occasionally, we're both fiercely self-reliant, mostly because we've both had to be, we step on each others' toes when it comes to getting things done around the house, but what really feels right is that even then, it's all comedy to us. We pick on one another about football teams, about what kinds of food we like, about all kinds of things and there's such an easy peace between us that I feel very fortunate to have her and that I'm so comfortable with her around. I never, EVER thought I'd have that feeling again, didn't think it was even remotely possible, but I've managed to find someone who has been hurt as badly, or most likely worse, than I was and I think it makes for a mutual desire to have a relationship based solely on love, trust, respect for one another. What I think is most important to us is that finally Ms. Mod, FINALLY, after so long, we both have someone we can RELY on completely when things get rough or things get stressful. That's what I've missed so badly for so long is that connection with someone who I can just sit on the couch with, watch movies, talk with, or just sit there enjoying each others' company with no expectations. I'm definitely ready to marry her, to be able to introduce her proudly to people as my wife. On another level of the Tower, maybe we would have gotten together when were teenagers and never looked back, but here, now, I very much want to spend as many years as I have left by her side as her husband and her best friend.
My family usually celebrates my 3 days of silence. .....but I don't get it?Healing vibes...if March comes in like a lamb- we can say you have the Silence of the Lambs
You know me so well!!!!Pointy stick in 3....2....1....
Was this you and Tamara this morning?
"Married?" "Yes, married!"
Seriously, though, I'm happy for you, Ghost.
....I'm sure that's a consolation to many......Feel better CAT! ♥
.....if it's any consolation, I'm losing my voice.
Feel better CAT! ♥
.....if it's any consolation, I'm losing my voice.