I wrote this after returning home from work the night I met Les for the first time.
“So I’m scrubbing dishes in the backroom at Panera Bread when I look up through the porthole, and what do I see? To put it bluntly the most defined, feminine calves my tiny little eyes have ever gazed upon. It was at that moment that I made the executive decision that the dishes were clean enough, and it was time to check on our new guests in the dining room.”
We play a lot and laugh at ourselves. It helps boost our confidence.
We love the show Dexter.
We love Jesus.
Not in that order.
We are both pretty active. I think you have to be in order to be a great photographer. Sometimes you have to be able to climb a tree. Les runs most nights, I am usually doing something that requires balance. Slack-lining, longboarding, rock climbing, etc.
I don’t care too much for beer, unless its Founders Double Chocolate Oatmeal Breakfast Stout, then I’m all about it. Les digs Blue Moon.
We are learning to love each other. I think we are learning well. We forgive well I believe -probably two of the best forgivers right here. I refuse to let Les sleep alone. Thats not to say we wont go to bed ticked at each other every once in a while. But when those nights come, and Les heads to the couch, I sleep on the living room floor beside her.
Believe the best in people. It makes a difference.