QUOTE (Diapers @ Aug 12 2007, 02:16 PM)

Thanks Veeb. You're a sweetheart.
It wouldn't be a big deal if I had a bigger build, but I'm kind of puny, which means it's really my fault. With the last girl that I took out, we looked like a Vaudeville comedy act walking into the theater. It's more of a matter of practicality than taste. I'm from the Midwest, so I like 'em kinda thick. But I also need to follow a certain ratio. If she exceeds 133.33% of my weight, I won't be able to carry her over the threshold on our wedding night. I'm just romantic like that.
QUOTE (Diapers @ Aug 12 2007, 10:04 PM)

And also...
My baby sister just had her first kid on Friday. I was there, but I shouldn't have been. It didn't happen until 4:20 a.m., and I had to work. She was induced in the early afternoon, so I thought my nephew would show up by midnight. That was a long time for Uncie Diapers to sit around and wait. I'm sure it felt longer to my sister though, so I won't complain.
My brother just called about an hour ago to tell me the he and his wife are pregnant with their first. They were waiting until my sister popped before they made their announcement. They've known for weeks. This is great news. They're going to be awesome parents.
But for me... Tick tick tick.
Most of my cousins are
grandparents now. It kinda makes me nauseous, even though they're all older than me. Neither my brother or sister ever married, and I feel kinda sad that my parents will never experience grandchildren. I would have made a great Aunt VB, too.
I just met my new next door neighbor. I met the wife last week, and she told me she had 4 kids, ages 13, 12 year old twins and a 5 year old. Turns out they are newlyweds - hubby told us today they just got married in March, and all the kids were hers from previous relationships. He wanted to know where the post office was, because they have to send certified letters to the fathers of these kids that they want to change their names to new hubby's name. Kids all have mom's name, but apparently fathers need to be notified anyway.
So, single guy marries single woman with 4 kids - that's love.

You should have seen his face light up when he talked about them too - really sweet.
My high school music teacher got married for the first time at age 81 to a man she met at the nursing home. I could not believe how happy she was - she was a great teacher but one of the nastiest ones I ever had. I went to visit them after they got married and she just kept smiling and giggling, and he obviously adored her. His first wife had died 2 years earlier. Finally she found someone to make her happy.
I used to believe there was someone for everyone, but I don't think that anymore, namely because I haven't found anyone. I have a lot of spinster friends in the same boat too. Plus there are statisically more women than men. I believe God can work miracles, I'm just not so sure He's gonna do one for me. I really don't want to wait til I'm 81 to marry Mr. Right. I mean, who's gonna walk me down the aisle? I mean, who's gonna wheel my wheelchair down tha aisle?