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Day 1 - Your Current Relationship

My current relationship??  With???  My kids??  My mom??  My boss?? My BFF??  They are all good.  Oh, do you mean with my husband??  OH!!!
Ellis Island - the building where I said YES.

What do you say about a relationship with the biggest dork you have ever met??  It's astonishingly good, actually.

When George died twelve years ago, I vowed I wouldn't get married again.  And, to be honest, if I was single right now I would be fine with that (by that I mean, having never met the dork).  I actually loved being single.  I didn't even really date for five years - and I wasn't sad about that, either.  People kept telling me I had to get out and date again.  I really didn't care if I did.  I had a very full life.  Then a person from my past came back into my life.  That relationship was extremely wrong from the very beginning - everything about it was wrong... I knew it was and I didn't know how to break  from it and was not sad when it finally was done.  Before that relationship was over, though, I had met Ted - and slowly, but, surely and after the other relationship was done, I was fully invested in a relationship with Ted.   Before I knew it and in the middle of Ellis Island's Immigration Center, he asked me to
Saying "I DO"
marry him.  AND, I said yes.  It was a very heartfelt and sweet proposal, the two of us in the middle of this huge building, pretty much all alone and him telling me that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me.

The Wet Rat Pancho Club - Pearl Harbor Hawaii
At Twin Falls.
Jeepin' in the Yukon
Let me tell you about when I knew that I had found a winner.  A great guy.  We became very involved with each other in the month of December 2005.  Ted had asked me to go to his Christmas pot luck banquet with him at the Civil Air Patrol wing building.  He had been volunteering there since the terrorist attacks of 2001.  He had become involved in the Communications Division there.  This was quite a large event, there were probably fifty people there.  They were all very glad to see him - they all greeted him and he listened to each and every one of them when they talked to him.  The thing I really thought was great was when the commander came up to him, grabbed him by the hand in a manly shake, and thanked him for everything he did for the wing.  I thought, wow, this guy is a pretty good guy.  Since December 2005 - we have been pretty much inseparable.  In fact, he was invited to dinner on Christmas Eve to meet my family - and he has been part of it ever since.  Which is pretty good, because I really wasn't much interested in dating him after the very first date - Elaine made me go out with him again.
Lovin Paris

Ted and I love to go places together - - we've been lots and lots of places together.  New York City, Alaskan Cruise, Disneyland, Disney World, Hawaii, Alabama, Paris, along with many trips to Idaho Falls and Grand Junction.  We are perfect travel companions - and will test it again in a couple of weeks when we head to Cancun to run on the beach.  If I had to lose my happy single life - I can't imagine sharing it with anyone that didn't want to go see the world with me and having fun while we did it.



We don't always get along and he puts up with a lot of crap from me.  He is extremely patient with a cranky, menopausal old woman.  We had both lost a significant amount of weight before meeting each other - and we both have gained it all back - lost some - gained some - lost some - gained some.  Vicious cycle.  In fact, I was going through some stuff in the basement and found an amazing disc - it was a disc with pictures of Zachary when he was born.  There was this picture of me - so much skinnier - and I got a little sad.  I said, "Ted, that is the woman you fell in love with".  Then I came across a picture of me, it's just me looking at this beautiful baby with a look of love, adoration and awe at this sweet baby and Ted says, "Nope, that's the woman I fell in love with".  How could you not love a guy who says the sweetest things?

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