Mr. Scatter-brained here . . .

I had good intentions when I started this blogsite. I wanted to sing praises to my Love, the woman who keeps me going. I haven't been very good at keeping it going. I don't know why, because I have all the inspiration I need, a loving wife who makes sure that our life is never dull.

I blame the fact that I am undisciplined and generally just a scatter-brain. I've always got so much going on in my head that my body can't keep up. My lack of focus gets me in trouble all the time.
Anyone who knows me well knows just how absent-minded I can be. It's not that I forget everything, it's that my mind goes elsewhere (my first-grade teacher Mrs. Amyck was the first to bring it to my attention). In true introvert fashion, I have a world of things going on inside my head that I can't shut out. Most people probably won't identify with this very well, because extrovertedness is the norm. But if you've heard the stories of how Albert Einstein would get lost walking down his own street (so much so that his wife pinned a note to his jacket which basically said, "If you find my husband wandering, please return him to" and give their address.) Well, I'm not as bad as Einstein, but I'm not as brilliant as him either.

I have to apologize to my loving wife Shawna for not keeping up with my postings. Honey, you really do mean the world to me. I don't just say that I can't imagine my life without you. It is the literal truth. You, my love, are so much a part of me that I really, truly can't be without you. It causes me pain to try to think what life would be like without you here with me.

I've never been good at the mushy-gushy kind of romance, partly because I am so indecisive and easily distracted. I'll start looking into romantic idea sites online and click on another link, and another, until before long I wonder how I got on some news-site reading about Captain-Kangaroo-Withdrawn-Sydrome, or some other such nonsense (okay, there probably isn't anything really like CKWS, except what I went through in about 5th grade when he retired).

Oops, got off-topic again. Shawna must be some kind of saint for putting up with me and all my foibles. She puts up with a lot from me, Mr. Absent-minded-professor. (Next I'll probably start rambling about some article I read on bee-hives mirroring constellations, or some other trivia.)

To my ever-forgivin' darling wife Shawna:
I, the man who gratefully bears the title of T.H., I love you immeasurably, and will love you more with every new day, forever-and-a-day.

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She's the one I love with all my heart,
Heavenly voice in my ear.
Adorable to look at, I can't resist her.
Winning me over with just one touch,
Nearly perfect in every way, I can't say no.
Amazing curves keep me coming back for more.

I'm in love with you more every day.

Sometimes when we're apart I don't know what to do.
Tell me you love me too.
I most surely would marry you all over again.
Lean your ear to me, and
Let me tell you truly:

Dearest love of loves, you're the
Only one for me.