Good grief, there's lots to blog about today! Here's a biggie! Scot proposed marriage to me 24 years ago tonight. He was home for Christmas. He was going to diving school in Houston, Texas at the time. I think he had just finished his schooling and was going to start a job in New Orleans after Christmas. We had a short engagement. You have to realize that our relationship was long distance. I was in beauty school and was thinking I wouldn't be finished until the summer, so we set our Wedding Date for Sept. 1, 1985. Then, sometime later, I realized that I could be finished with school in May if I worked hard, so we changed the date to June 22nd. I now realize that our decision to move the date up was not very thoughtful toward my parents. But, June 22nd it was! After Christmas, Scot and I saw each other one time in the months of Jan., Feb., Mar., & April. He then came home the first week of June for us to get our blood tests, then, he came back 2 or 3 days before our wedding, and that was that! No, we didn't' know each other that well, and I'd probably have a stroke should Noelle or Cale follow suit, but it's worked for 24 years! I got the best part of the deal. Scot has been a true-blue husband and daddy all these years. He is understanding, patient, loving, funny, and very wise. God gave me the best!