I'm Back!

ahhhh love...

If it weren't leap year it would already be March, so my hiatus from the blogging world is officially ended, and I have to say it...I MISSED YOU! It was literally torture to know that just a click or two away were nearly a hundred posts written by my peeps! And I couldn't read them. Oh the agony.

But tonight my blogging fast ended, and as I plowed my way through the many posts, I read this on a friend's blog and thought that for the final post of February, the month of love, I'd do this little meme.

I'm going to be working for the next week, but may be able to write again while away. I can't believe my 12 month hiatus from flying is over...it's back into the wild blue yonder for me. Hope I haven't forgotten everything!

What is your Hubby's name?: Doc. Not really, but for this blog it is.

How long have you been together? We're well into our 21st year of couplehood.

Who said I love you first?: I did. He made me. He practically begged me. I told him that it wasn't right for the girl to say it first, that it was probably even against The Law! But he got me to say it first anyway, (and amazingly he didn't even have to spring me out of the clink!)

Who is smarter?: Hmmm. Without question Doc is a FAR better student, which is what most people gauge intelligence by. But I have my own special, different kind of smarts and they come in handy from time to time. Mostly in the realm of people skillz.

Who does the housework?: Primarily Me. But he does most of the studying for medical school, so it all evens out I guess :-)

Who sleeps on the right?: If you are facing the bed, me. If you are in the bed, then it's him.

Who pays the bills?: Generally speaking we have them all set up on auto pay. But for the few that aren't, I try to stay up on them. As of July '08 it's all me, all the time (yay for 3rd year hospital rotations!)

Who cooks dinner?: hmmm. "cooks" might be a stretch most days. We're pretty unsophisticated about food round these parts. I generally make food a couple days a week, and we work through the leftovers the rest of the nights. It's been tricky to figure out how to cook for two adults and one great eater, one "selective" eater...nothing pleases the selective one. BunchNGator's favorite food is macNcheese of course, but they love grilled cheese, quesadillas or hot cereal (and on rare occasions, cold cereal). It's nights like those that I give myself the "mother of the year" award.

Who drives when you are together?: Me. It's a thing.

Who is more stubborn?: It's a toss-up. We are both pretty darn stubborn. But thankfully we only disagree on the big stuff ;-)

Who kissed who first?: I'm pleased to report that at least in this matter, he took the reigns and did the kissing. No way would I have done that!

Who asked who out first?: He mustered all the courage possible and asked me out. We went to "Christmas Around The World" which is a folk-dance performance. Our second date was to see "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs" in a theater. That was the night I started to fall for him...but he fell for me the moment he spied my slick table-wiping skillz at our cafeteria where I worked. I've always been able to wipe tables well...it's one of my special knacks.

Who proposed?: He did. He got me up in the pitch black of night before the sun had even considered rising for the day, drove me to the beach on the shore of Lake Michigan, and made small talk till the sun finally peaked through a hole in the clouds. As soon as Mr. Sun showed it's shiny face, he popped the big one. He'd been home from his mission for 72 hours, and we were married 35 days later. Insane!

Who has more siblings?: Same. He's the oldest of five and I'm the second of five. We both have two brothers and two sisters, and both have a David and a Kimberly. It's really random.

Who wears the pants?: Well, we like to pretend that neither one of us is the boss, but really, I am. Except on the big stuff...when he gets his way and no manner of persuasion has ever made him budge. No exercise of my considerable feminine wiles has had any impact on him. I feel like Scarlett trying to persuade Rhett to give into one of her wishes at these times, but to no avail. So maybe that means he's more stubborn and he's the boss. Maybe all this time I've just deluded myself that I'm the boss! I'm going to have to give this some thought! ;-)

I tag: k-slimb, angela, betsy and kirst...4 of my faithful readers