Meeting My Future Husband

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David was able to log into his old Match account today in order to find his dating profile. He emailed it to me this afternoon and I grinned like a damned fool while reading it. I have to say, he did a great job of describing what he is all about!

David gave me his permission to share it here (typos and all).


I’m rewriting this for what seems to be the one millionth time (if only there were balloons and confetti, i’d be sure it was one million). All my female friends loved the last one but it seemed painfully cheesey (match says cheesey is spelled wrong but it also says “i’d” is spelled wrong so i’m going with my gut on this one).

While trying to figure out how to describe myself in a way to attract the women of Match, I realized that isn’t the course I want to take. I want to find one woman who wants to be with me (and i want to be with) and not a hundred women who want to be with the sanitized version of me that I write in a profile.

That said, I’m going to start with my most obvious flaws and let anyone who continues to read on find out the rest. First off, I’m a slacker. My room and desk are covered in clutter. I watch too much TV (couch potato doesn’t really fit as i do exercise a lot and i’m in pretty darned good shape). I hate “I Love Lucy” (seriously. i don’t get why people love that show). I have too much of a tendency to rebel against authority. I love t-shirts, jeans, sneakers, PBJs and cold cereal a bit too much for a 35 year old. I use parenthesis way too much.

Alright. Are you still with me? I have some good points too. I love to laugh and make others laugh. I never take myself seriously. I try to always consider others before myself. I’m fit. I love to socialize and meet new people. I have a really cute dog. I’m open minded. I recycle. I’m self conscious enough to realize that the “good” paragraph is longer than the “bad” paragraph but I’m also confident enough to not care. My t-shirts, jeans and sneakers are clean and semi-stylish (my PBJs and cold cereal have very little style). I’m honest, loyal, patient and an all around good guy.

I have 2200 characters left to tell you what I’m looking for but I won’t need that many. I want a woman who is self-confident, funny, fit and has a positive outlook on life. . She wears a pretty dress to the symphony but doesn’t mind getting dirty on a camping trip. She made it through the “bad” paragraph, appreciated the honesty and maybe even giggled a bit. To paraphrase a cheesey but wonderful quote from a cheesey but wonderful movie, she makes me want to be a better man. That was only about 600 characters but I think it says an awful lot.

I have 1500 characters to waste on whatever I want now but I think I’ll save them for emails and conversations with anyone who made it this far. Thanks for reading.


That profile was up for a few months before I found it – the dog he mentions had passed away by the time I met him. David’s profile was buried under a sea of other men aged 29-40 who all claimed to love the outdoors. I found it after searching through hundreds of profiles and coming up with two potential interests.

Two. I’m nothing if not particular.

Testing the waters, I sent a “wink” to both guys. The one who wasn’t David responded fairly quickly and asked, “So where does separation leave you?” And then he didn’t reply to my response.

That lack of response, along with some other self-doubt that surfaced, led me to hide my profile before I had even heard from David. But a few days later I got a message from David asking where my profile had gone. I happened to be on my computer at the time (Jack was with his dad), so I jumped into the chat program and there he was. And we talked and talked and talked via instant message for hours.

Then we talked again the next day. And the next. We started IMing each other every day. And we added in phone calls (just a few, as we both dislike the phone).

Clearly, we clicked. At some point I found out David worked down the street from me and we decided to have lunch together across the street from my office. Jokingly, I told a co-worker about it “just in case I didn’t come back.” She ended up sneaking over to the restaurant to spy on us and make sure I was okay. (What an awesome lady!)

The connection we’d made online was even stronger in person. We couldn’t take our eyes off each other and, bizarrely, my whole body shook the entire time (it wasn’t exactly that I was nervous; I had a very physical reaction to him that I can’t even explain). I was embarrassed but he thought it was funny (and teased me accordingly). I barely ate but we did talk a bunch more and then I surprised us both by hugging him goodbye. I am most definitely NOT a hugger and I had warned him about that but, holy hell, I became a hugger with David.

I’m pretty sure I agreed to marry him because he was hugging me at the time.

Or, you know, it could have been because I was head over heels in love with him. And you know what? Five years later, I still am. (Awwwww.)

By the way, these posts are not in any way sponsored by Match. It just happened to be the platform that we tried and it worked for us.
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Truthiness Day 24: My Saturn Return Playlist

Day 24 ‚Üí Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs. (Just post the titles and artists and letter)

Dear 2008,

You were a year of change. ¬†I was 27 and the term “Saturn Return” fit this year perfectly. ¬†I finally began taking care of myself – attended a Managing Depression class, started taking Prozac again and going to therapy, separated from Joe, moved out on my own for the first time in my life, and fell in love with David. ¬†It was a hard year with so many ups and downs, and yet one of the most important of my life. ¬†I mourned losses, faced bitterness, found hope, and discovered love again in all kinds of unexpected ways.¬†¬†This playlist will always remind me of you – it runs the gamut of endings, beginnings, and everything between.

  1. We’re Going to be Friends – The White Stripes
  2. O Valencia! – The Decemberists
  3. (If You’re Wondering if I Want You To) I Want You To – Weezer
  4. Young Folks – Pete Bjorn & John
  5. Let’s Never Stop Falling in Love – Pink Martini
  6. Hey Pretty – POE
  7. A Stroke of Luck – Garbage
  8. The Kill (Bury Me) – 30 Seconds to Mars
  9. Extraordinary Machine – Fiona Apple
  10. Struggle – Ringside
  11. Bleeding Love – Leona Lewis
  12. Nothing Better – The Postal Service
  13. Calling it Quits – Aimee Mann
  14. (Don’t Fear) The Reaper – Blue Oyster Cult
  15. Communication – The Cardigans
  16. Island – Heather Nova
  17. The Way I Am – Ingrid Michaelson
  18. It’s Amazing – Jem
  19. Maybe Tomorrow – Stereophonics
  20. Rocket Man (I Think It’s Going to be a Long Long Time) – Elton John
  21. Hanging on Too Long – Duffy

From crying in the bathroom at work to finding my safe space in my own little apartment to gaining an understanding of my capacity to live and love, it was an amazing year.  Thanks for the memories.


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Ducks in a Row

Image by jcoterhals via Flickr

If you follow me on Twitter, you know that as of last week (May 18 to be exact) I am an officially divorced woman!¬† For those of you who aren’t over there, now you know, as well!¬† After 19 months of paperwork hell, it is finally DONE.¬† Joe and I exchanged congratulations via text afterward and all was well with the world!

So, what’s next?¬† If you had asked me two years ago, I would have told you I would never get married again.¬† My first marriage did not go as expected and frankly left me with little trust in relationships.¬† It was very freeing to move out on my own, though, and being out of that relationship has done wonders for my state of mind.

David and I knew very early on that we had met our soul mates in one another.¬† I was still a bit surprised, though, when I realized that I was certain that I wanted David to be my husband.¬† We waited for the divorce to go through but when it became apparent that the process was going to take longer than expected, we gave up on being politically correct and got engaged anyway.¬† It’s rare that a day goes by that one of us doesn’t propose to the other all over again.¬† (Awwww…)

We’ve gone through several iterations of wedding plans but we are set now for September 5.¬† My dress has been purchased, the invitations are addressed, and the cake has been tasted and ordered.¬† It will be a small, intimate wedding with a backyard reception before we fly off to Italy for our honeymoon.¬† I’m so happy to be leaving the angst of a failed marriage behind.¬† I am so thankful that I feel healed now and ready for my life as Mrs. T.

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The One

Excuse me while I get all mushy on you…

Rachel at SingleMomSeeking posted an article recently asking “How do you know if he is The One?”¬† This question is complex for everyone, I think, but for a single parent there is extra to worry about.¬† I didn’t know how (or even if) I would date after Joe and I split up, but some friends encouraged me to at least see what was out there after being with the same person for over a decade.¬† I was nervous about introducing anyone new to Jack, so I decided that I wouldn’t introduce a man to Jack until I knew the person would be a long-term fixture in our lives.

So, before venturing into the world of dating, I spent endless amounts of time thinking and scribbling in my journal, collecting pages of ideas about what type of person I wanted beside me.¬† I came up with what I called “The Walking Book,” and for those of you who like mushy stuff, here it is:

My mind says his name over and over even when I’m willing it to say something else.¬† Every little thought that flows through my head, I want to send to him, share with him, and hear his response.¬† It’s not enough that he hears what I say;¬†the important part to¬†me is what¬†he¬†is going to say in return.

I don’t totally understand the draw.¬† Sure, we have things in common and enjoy spending time together no matter what we are doing.¬† But there is something else,¬†something that causes me to¬†wonder what he is¬†doing at any given moment even though I know it’s probably something boring.¬† He tweaks things just enough to spark my interest, and he always manages to do it just right.

He teaches me and challenges me and talks a lot.  He has as many questions as answers.  He is a safe harbor during rough times, and just as intuitive as I am.

We don’t¬†prop eachother up, but we help eachother out.¬† It is almost effortless, while with others it would be exhausting.

He doesn’t look like the guys I would normally find attractive.¬†¬†He’s just as much¬†a contradiction as I am – a complete surprise on the inside.¬† He grows on me more and more, stronger as time goes by.

Trying to protect myself because I’m in so deep, I try to focus on the bad.¬† But there is always something to counteract the bad, like his sense of humor and his love of animals, his work ethic and his cooking ability.¬† He is there when it really matters and he always puts forth his full effort.

He is multi-faceted and interesting and for every little piece of me, there is some piece of¬†him that seems to fit.¬† Maybe it’s that he seems like an impossibility, that he is¬†a million people all crammed into one, and totally unassuming.¬† That in itself is intriguing.

When I’m with him, it feels like time is going at a different speed and¬†we’re inside our own little story.¬† And strangely, I remember more than I forget.

He is my favorite book: he has a fabulous cover, but¬†it doesn’t do the inside justice.¬† He always has something new to offer that I didn’t notice before.¬† The well-known parts of him are a comfort and the new things are exciting.¬† Maybe there are some things that could have been written differently, but ultimately¬†he’s a masterpiece and my appreciation is endless.

About 6 weeks after writing that, I went on my first date with David.

A year and a half later, I’m still amazed at how well that describes him and us together.¬† It feels like we’ve been together our whole lives. That’s the only way I can think to describe the level of comfort we have with one another. Meeting David was like finding a missing puzzle piece in the puzzle of my life.

On top of the strength of our relationship, David and Jack have developed a wonderful bond.¬† David took a lot of time to figure out what my parenting philosophies were, watch how I interact with my son, and learn what Jack was all about.¬† He sees the parts of Jack that are an extension of me but loves Jack as a unique little person, as well.¬† David is more than just a romantic partner and friend, he is also one of Jack’s parents.¬† Prior to meeting him, I never dared to hope that Jack and I would be that lucky.

Oh yes, he is The One.

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