1. At what point did you realize, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that you absolutely could not ever live in Missouri again?
Sometime after my divorce. I had convinced myself that I could enjoying living in St. Louis for the rest of my life. Frequently thought of my future in that town, becoming a member of some little suburb community, having kids, joining the local political arena. After the divorce, I was able to admit to myself that all of that would have been a nightmare for me. I knew that I had to get out and would never be happy in that little podunk state again.
2. I know most of the lessons you've taken with you from your previous relationship. And most of the ones before that. But what about your friendships? What are the most important lessons you think you've learned from the many strong (and even the weak ones) friendships you've had over the years?
That I have a strong (almost dependent) need for a large body of friends. I learned that I would let a friend walk all over me (and have tried to change that). I learned that I am a snob and that I am classist. I learned that I could /always/ depend on Walter. I learned that I have more than my one true friend on this planet, and I am lucky.
3. What are you most looking forward to about your upcoming nuptials? Anything you're particularly nervous about?
The wedding night. Being able to call
cai my wife. Seeing all my friends and family again. Nervous? That something might go wrong with the ceremony itself. I have no nervousness when it comes to my fiancee.
4. If you had a good, well-paying job that you loved, would you object to keeping your little girl...er... SO at home, taken care of and pampered, or would you, somewhere deep inside, be resentful that she isn't out working?
If my LG cleaned the house and cooked meals while I worked (similiar to how I clean house and occasionally cook while she works) I would feel no bitterness whatsoever. Plus, my LG would also be writing novels and making more money than me. I only regret I'll never have a job that well paying.
5. If I told you that you had a beautiful body, would you (please, pretty pretty please) hold it against me?
That isn't near enough begging.