I always find it odd calling him my husband. It's a word that brings a certain image to people's minds. Not that we don't have what the word and image represent, we DO! But we have more than that (I am sure most people say this, but they are full of shit where as I am not).

Not that we understand each other exactly, but I think we both have a pretty good grash on eath other. I am always learning though. For instance, I bought him a watch for his birthday. He put it on his left wrist and immdiatly turned the face to the bottom. Not that that is weird, lots of people do that, but I thought it was something I had never expected from him. That is a mionor, personal and usless example of what I mean. I regularily learn things more cosmic, but that is not for here ;-)

OK, maybe the Alan ALda thing was a bit much....

So Hubby, What do you think of my space? Not as aweful as your feared? Don't worry, the dirty little secrets won't be posted here.

Well now I have done it... I've been reading these types of posts for years (literally since 1989 when I figured out how to hook the modem I stole from my school to the Tandy 900 my mom bought and I found the tantalizing world of BBS...[oh yeah and also the astronomic costs of long distance BBS since there were none in my home state of ND]). I have been quite resistant to actually go ahead and do one of these myself, however. I think the main reason is the fact that I rarely have anything to say that I think other people will be interested in. Another reason is I like interaction much better (I considered and still may use Live Journal instead). But what the hey, why not give it a try, perhaps my novel (isn't everyone writing one) will get worked out in these posts. Perhaps I'll find the true meaning of life. Or perhaps this will be the pace I can write down all of those crazy dreams I have.... (Hey Alen Alda and be a sex symbol can't he)

Hello World this is my first post. Isn't it pretty ;-0