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Candace W's Diary Entries Diary Navigation: Choose A Diary Entry -------------------- Latest Entry: 4/17/02 -------------------- 4/14/02 4/11/02 4/7/02 4/5/02 4/1/02 3/30/02 3/19/02 3/5/02 2/25/02 2/21/02 2/18/02 2/5/02 1/27/02 1/6/02 12/3/01 11/21/01 11/15/01 11/6/01 10/23/01 10/16/01 7/10/01 6/11/01 6/3/01 2/18/01 2/4/01 1/24/01 1/15/01 1/8/01 1/1/01 12/18/00 11/28/00 11/21/00 11/13/00 11/6/00 10/30/00 10/23/00 10/16/00 10/10/00 10/4/00 9/25/00 9/20/00 -------------------- Candace W's Introduction

September 20, 2000

I want to expand my introduction a little more. Al was my high school physics teacher. Not only was he an excellent teacher, but I felt I could talk to him about anything. I was still a student in his class when I realized I felt he was "the one." I know it's insane, but I really believed that. (And I still do, of course!) Apparently, he felt the same way. I managed to graduate a semester early, and four days after I graduated, we got married. The very day I graduated, I moved in with him in his apartment, and the following day we flew to Las Vegas. We were married Jan. 26, 1997 at Chapel of the Bells. (If you've ever seen the movie "Vegas Vacation" with Chevy Chase, that's where we got married!) My mother didn't seem all that much to mind the age difference, but my father really didn't like Al. It was difficult at first, but I think they have reached an uneasy peace.

Al and I are so much alike, it's rather scary. We can finish each other's sentences, and we sometimes say the exact same thing at the exact same time ... sometimes I don't bother saying something, because I know he'll say it in a few seconds. He's either young for his years, or I'm old before my time. Either way, we go well together. I know a lot of people don't approve, but it doesn't bother me. I just don't notice. Al was saying this past weekend that when we went to the SEMO District Fair, people were staring at us. I just didn't see them, I guess. If people don't "approve" or whatever, then they're not the kind of people I want to be around anyway. I love my husband, and the fact that he's "old" means nothing to me.

Currently, we're in "waiting" mode. I am just trying to get familiar with my body, reading TCOYF, that sort of thing. I tried temping, but I lacked the motivation to get up at the same time every day. Also, I've found it's not necessary (not yet, at least) because I can feel when I ovulate. I get a pain in my back that feels just like AF cramps. This is a perk from having had a baby, I guess. It never happened that way before!

Well, that seems a good point to stop at!

Good luck all you other TTC'ers!

Candace