Today is my dh’s birthday. He shares this very special day with his twin, who’s over in Scotland. May they both celebrate many, many, many more years of candles on the cake. 
Love you.
In honor of dh and the romance he brings to my life, I thought I’d share a bit about how we met. I’d been living out in L.A. and had just moved back to the Midwest. I had left a long-term relationship and was feeling a little shaky. Some people go to counseling in unstable times, I go to psychics. *wg*
Anyway…I went to see a psychic. (I should preface the entry now by saying that I believe that she is the ONLY true psychic that I’ve ever been to.) She didn’t read cards or ask me questions. She simply put a tape into an old recorder, and then began to rock back and forth. Why the tape? Because she blurts out information, so it would be difficult to take notes. During this reading, she told me that I was going to meet a man from far away. Now keep in mind, that my idea of far away was the distance between the coast and the Midwest. I thought that was a possibility because I thought I knew who she was referring to in the reading.
That was until she started telling me that I would be traveling to England. Now I know what you’re thinking, she’s a flight attendant, that’s not out of the realm of possibility. Only one problem with that theory. I worked for a domestic carrier and I didn’t have a passport. So I politely told her that I thought she was mistaken. She didn’t take that well. :-O
She continued to lay out details, including the month I’d meet him, the fact that he was tall, that he had dark hair and lighter eyes. She then said I would be engaged withing five months of meeting this man. At this point, I knew she was full of shit. I don’t move fast on ANYTHING. LOL! I let her finish the reading. She’d said several names, none that I recognized or knew. I paid my twenty-five dollars and left.
Here’s where it gets weird. Months before going to see her, I’d started a visualization exercise. This exercise entailed me picking characteristics for my ‘ideal’ man. Because the exercise was visual, I’d also cut out a picture of a character from one of my favorite TV shows at the time, who represented the characteristics that I was looking for in reality. The TV show was Highlander.
Fast forward four months, I’m at a training class in the middle of nowhere. I’d met a couple of the people she’d (the psychic) had told me about. It’s the month that I’m supposedly going to meet this man. (Keep in mind, I thought I knew who she was talking about.) It’s the first day of class and I get paired with a man from Scotland. His sister’s name just happens to be on the short list of names that the psychic gave me. (Didn’t find that out until later.) One class turned into three. Five months later, we got engaged. My friends and family thought that I was crazy. His did too. We couldn’t have come from more different worlds. (Think Hee Haw meets royal bloodline and you’ll get the picture. *ggg* 
Yet, we couldn’t be more perfect for each other.
Moral of this story: Be careful what you wish for. You just might get it. 
March 19th, 2007
Visualization, it’s powerful! Hope you kept the tape. ; ) Congrats on finding your Mr. Right and your happily ever after.
by Charli March 19th, 2007 at 5:15 pmOh, that’s such a sweet story, though a little on weird side too, with the psychic. Happy birthday wishes to your hubby! (I met mine at a daycare center, where we both had munchkins in storage.)
by Michele March 19th, 2007 at 5:33 pmAwwww, whatta totally sweet story. Warms me to my toes. A big happy birthday to your hubby, and congrats to both of you on finding each other!
(And boy, do I love psychics–I mean, good ones. Psychics who are actually psychic. That’s really cool how that happened.)
by Catherine Morris March 19th, 2007 at 5:41 pmThanks Charli! And yes, I still have the tape.
by Jordan March 19th, 2007 at 6:38 pmMichele, Thanks! Yes, it was a little strange. At least leading up to our meeting. Daycare is a good place to meet someone, too.
by Jordan March 19th, 2007 at 6:40 pmCatherine, Thank you. Yes, the psychic was a pretty cool lady. I’ve yet to meet anyone since, who I believe is truly gifted.
by Jordan March 19th, 2007 at 6:41 pmJordan, I love that story. Happy birhtday to your DH!
by Cathryn Fox March 20th, 2007 at 7:23 amSweet story Jordan! Happy B’Day DH!!! My marriage story is similiar. I also had a psychic predict my wedding. She didn’t predict the divorce though…LOL, but she did mention that we would forever be in the pursuit of money and success…and that ultimately broke us up.
by Vivi Anna March 20th, 2007 at 9:57 amJordan, I love your story about how you and your hubby met (Happy Birthday, Jordan’s DH!). How very unique and special. It would make a great…romance novel. *g*
by Patrice Michelle March 20th, 2007 at 11:21 amAwwww… this is so romantic. This would make a great romance story.
by Tempest Knight March 20th, 2007 at 12:37 pmThanks Cathryn.
by Jordan March 20th, 2007 at 3:45 pmLOL Vivi! Yeah, that’s close. This psychic only said that if I chose the right man (between the two that were in my life at the time) that I’d find true happiness. She also said the older I got the better my life would be.
by Jordan March 20th, 2007 at 3:47 pmPatrice, That’s what my mom suggested, too.
by Jordan March 20th, 2007 at 3:47 pmThanks Tempest.
by Jordan March 20th, 2007 at 3:48 pm