It's Jason's turn to be sick.
He's been miserable all day.
Want to know how much I love him?
I gave him some of my 'might as well be gold' medicine that stops nausea.
I only have three pills left.
That is true love.
I finally convinced my husband to let me tuck him into bed.
It took me promising to go upstairs with him.
And that took him promising that I could use his laptop.
If I'm going to be stuck in bed with no light to read by, and no TV to watch...
And also, I told him that even tho' he was sick, he couldn't be a pillow hog.
That probably isn't true love.
I was cleaning up the kitchen today and I had a moment.
A moment where I stopped and looked around at where I was and thought, "Holy Cow, I'm married. And I've been married for almost 8 months."
For someone who never thought she'd get married, I think I'm doing okay at this marriage thing.
Except that I don't fix dinner enough...
Or make the bed...
Would you like to know something?
Something I just remembered exactly four minutes ago?
It was a year ago today that I first knew that a guy named Jason even existed.
For those who are new to the Because Nice Matters family, Jason and I met on-line.
My on-line name was Brooklyn22. Jason saw my profile and my name and assumed I lived in NYC. He figured it was safe to email me, seeing as how he thought I lived on the other side of the country. (He claims he only emailed three or four girls in the entire 3 years he spent playing the on-line game. I'm not entirely convinced.)
This is what he said: (in response to what he read on my profile)
"From all appearances, it sounds as though you have had a great life. Hopefully things will only get better. I've backpacked into the Grand Canyon a number of times and have absolutely loved it! My two favorite trails are the North Bass Trail and Hermits Trail. Absolutely spectacular! You have set a worthy and fulfilling goal. Climbing out of the canyon is the challenge but totally worth it!
I love South America! I recently traveled to Ecuador and climbed a huge volcano called Cotopaxi. I ate in this authentic restaurant in a town that was really out of the way. We actually had to motorcycle to get there. I hope to do it again someday...wish I could speak the language.
I'm going to ask a question but don't feel obligated to answer. I would love to hear about the book you're wanting to write. Fiction or non?
You have an admirer,
Baby Sister was there when I opened the email and read it. She read it over my shoulder, and hit me several times. "You have to answer this one. You have to email him back."
Obviously I did.
And one more little thing: I drove home from the store tonight in the dark, and never turned my lights on. Somehow I spaced that. Is there anything stronger than Ginkgo Biloba?