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Ken 02-17-2009 in Out in the Open

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Ken Tuesday, February 17, 2009

I am still seeing Ken. I am really starting to fall for him. He is truly a great guy. He is always doing things to help me. He's a complete gentleman. For example, when him and I are together he always gets Lily out of the car and carries her. He always pays for dinner. And he even offered to pay for part of my cell phone bill because I went over on minutes talking to him.

He kisses me. I know it sounds funny, but many of the last guys I dated didn't kiss me. They believed by kissing me they were commited to me. It's a strange thing, and a hurtful thing that allowed for way too long. With Ken, I don't have to worry about those stupid childish games.

Ken isn't embarrased about being with me. He doesn't have to hide that he is with me. Those two things I often felt with other people I dated. This relationship is the way it's supposed to be. He makes me laugh so hard. He's attractive. He's giving. He's thoughtful. He always puts me first.

I have never thought this about anyone, but I could safely bet he's the one I marry. This is extremely interesting considering 10 years ago I had told my cousin that I wanted to marry him just because I liked his last name so much. I know it's a stupid reason to marry him, but it was mostly a joke. Now ten years later I find it interesting (to say the least) to think that it's a possiblity.

I am happy. And lately I feel very lucky. And I know that I am very blessed.

Lily rolled over all by herself a few days ago!!

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That is amazing...It's funny the way life works out sometimes. I hope things continue to go well with Ken; it sounds like he's a fantastic guy! [Mommy2Katie] 2/17/2009 8:58:29 PM
smiles I'm glad you've found a good guy that you are falling in love with! Yay for Lily!

[OddJohn]


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