my wife's asleep in my arms...

she's snuggled next to me on the couch, her breathing is deep and regular. i can feel how warm she is, how small she is, i can feel her heart beat. her dark curls shine different colors in the daylight. she is soft, sweet, and beautiful...

we had planned to do something this afternoon, something worthwhile, but after i finished the dishes from lunch i found her curled up in possibly the most uncomfortable position humanly possible, snoring like a baby. it became clear that she needed the rest. i put her to bed for an hour only to have her wander back to the couch, she wanted to be with me. even through her sleep, her fatigue, she wanted to be with me.

i feel special...

hello, hello... is there any body in there?

frank sinatra once said, "oh, what a year can bring..."

in the last year i went from being a single guy, dating a great girl, working at a church, living with gamers to being married to and living with a great girl working an installation firm. i've been to oklahoma more in the last year than i have in my whole life and i've learned that a little patience goes further with everyone than a hundred good ideas.

my wife reminds me that this little outlet i've had here was important to her, and me, and to not take advantage of it would be a shame. no one reads it but her, but that allows me to send subtle love notes to some one that has changed my life more than any one else.

this is her place. you're welcome to hang out.