Zeke and I as a couple crack me up.

Take yesterday for instance, we were going to spend time together, so very simply we went on a walk. No big deal, but it was nice to talk. As we finished Zeke starts laughing and says "that was such a 50-year married couple thing to do." No complaints here. =) And to hear us tell our story together... is kind of funny. But I love the way when I am thinking about him, it makes me smile, and feel safe and happy and loved. That's the way it's supposed to be, right?

His uncle thinks he should marry me on the sole ability that I can cook, right? Well, because Zeke's chickens came in first, I was going to make him a cheesecake to celebrate, since that is his absolute favorite thing in the world. Well, I wanted to have it made last night, and you know how cheesecake takes like a hour to bake, and then three to chill. So, I decided to quickly make him one from a mix. Thinking that it would taste like the cheesecake we made from a mix in the restaurant. Well, I whipped them up. THEY WERE DISGUSTING!! Of course, poor food deprived Zeke thought they were delicious. (One thing I absolutely love about him is no matter how disgusting the food, he thinks it's delicious, since he was raised on TV dinners, and his bachlor cooking consists of cereal and sandwiches. I don't think I could handle one of those boyfriends who cooks better than me, always critzing my cooking methods.)

So, I have this second cheesecake that my familiy is refusing to eat because it tastes like chemicals, and Zeke is more than thrilled to have it too. Only I told him he was not allowed to feed it to his family members, because I don't want himi to have been bragging on my cooking, only to feed them the most disgusting cheesecake they have ever tasted. That would be so not cool. =P
Joy is doing great at the pageant, I can hardly wait to see her tonight, I know she is going to look fabulous, and we can take tons of pictures!! I'm so excited!

Must go, and get work done.