Dork squared

I am just going to go ahead and say that what will appear below may in fact resemble a pre-teen's diary. You have been warned.

Hehehehehe. yup. I totally just did that. Thanks to Liz and her "will to power" I am pretty much ridiculous about this guy. He does what he says he is going to do, he has his own ways to let me know he cares, and he totally puts up with all my crap. He is a good daddy to his son, not freaked about dating a girl with a kid, and he is ok with dating a girl with cancer. It wasn't until recetnly that I realized just how tall an order I was expecting from another person. It's amazing that he wants to put up with me the way he does.

It takes a very special person to deal with the ridiculousness that I bring with me. It's not just that I have a lot on my plate, it's more that I have some pretty special ways of dealing with my life. Anyone who doesn't run for the hills when I talk about a pie-chart of thoughts for the day and the percentage of which are occupied with thoughts about him is soooooo worth keeping around for a little while, you know? Eh, you probably don't, but that is ok, too.

I am learning about how dealing with different can be the best thing that has ever happened to me. Now, if I could just slow down and enjoy this ride, I think I might just see that life is shadows and light. Life is what happens when the colors bleed together, run outside the lines, and get murky in the paintbrush water.