Sorry, took a day off there. Its snowing here now, very cold. So were was I. So I got married to the girl of my dreams. It was blissful, I moved into her 1970 singlewide mobile home with her. I was pretty spoiled, I always had my own room, in what was usually a newer house. We always had a new car to drive. Did not want for much, we were not rich, but did not need anything. My wife on the other hand lived a large portion of her life in a 1966 bluebird school bus. she had a bunk below her little brother. She had to use a community bathhouse. Not very private. So we did come from different backgrounds. The mobile home took a little getting use to for me. But I was in love, so I really did not care were we lived. So we settled in and started our married life. 1 month later we were pregnant! Wow, that was a shocker, seeing we were like two rabbits! Anyway enough of that. So roughly 10 months into our marriage, we had a child. It was scary, but a good thing for my wife. I think it might have saved her life. Now I had 2 lives to take care of. Little did I know, 1 was going to be a challenge. Life can sure through you some curve balls!

O.K., so I think I need to just get right to the point. Don't you hate people who just ramble on about nothing, I will try not to do that. I would like this to be a learning experience for some, as well as therapy for myself.

I was 15 years old the first time I laid eyes on her. she was a Goddess. Those BIG brown eyes, that long shiny flowing hair. I knew someday I would marry her. We ended up in high school together for 1 year, she was a senior, I was a sophomore. She is 1 year older than me, but at that time it seemed more like 10 years. Anyway to the point. So after a few years, and some ups and downs for both of us, we married. February 1st, 1986. Wow, I really got her. The girl of my dreams. I just did not realize what was in this poor girls dreams!

Things were about to get interesting, to say the least.

At last bone of my bones!

I have been married for nearly 24 years now. This journey of nearly a half a century has been full of surprises. Here I sit at 7.00 A.M. on a cold Saturday morning in January, January 2nd 2010 to be exact, beginning what will hopefully be a story about my marriage to a beautiful,

yet sometimes troubled little girl. Things are not always what they seem, as you will see.