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[Comments] (1) It's in the genes: Aaron was telling me that he was re-reading through some old emails from me to him during our engagement while he was in Alaska and I was in Texas. He said, "Even back then you were bossing me around, but either I just didn't know it or I was so in love I didn't care." I wanted to jump into defenses, but I gave up semi-admitting that I guess I do 'boss' Aaron around, although I may not see it as that, he does. Now I guess he knows me well enough to recognize my patterns; so while he was re-reading through the emails he spotted it right away. I suppose I was not ready for that type of response, rather was hoping and expecting him to say something more like "you were so cute when we were dating...you said the sweetest things to me."

I'd like to think that I don't boss him around, just let him know the things that need to get done while trying to solicit his help. I think I inherited this annoying (to other people) quality from my mom who is the queen of multi-tasking and delegating. In my defense, I did plan my entire wedding by myself and if I did send Aaron suggestions of ways to help, it was for our wedding anyway. You live and learn, I guess I should be more sensitive to others is the moral.

As a side note, Ben Taylor is the epitome of multi-tasking so he and my mom are perfect for each other.

[Comments] (3) : Yesterday we went to Aaron's brother's for dinner and we had ribs. They were very good but I wish I had a camera. There is no attractive way to eat ribs, and while I tried to keep clean for the most part, Aaron's ravenous brothers let it all go. It was hilarious to see them with BBQ sauce all over their face, cheeks, and hands. And you can't eat ribs without getting meat in between your teeth. I'm sure we all looked like we were the last Neanderthal tribe gather around our latest kill with the bones stacked up while we devoured the carcass. Along with the ribs was corn on the cob...Can you say FLOSS!


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