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Thursday, October 27, 2005Goin' All Gooey Over My ManThis post is, unabashedly, about my husband. First things first: His blog, The Blogging Boss, has a brand new look, thanks to a father/son collaboration (in truth, more son than father). Take a peek! Not only is the layout clean and artistic, but the content is immeasurably valuable to anyone who is an employee, anywhere. Period. Bear with me while I toot Eric's horn. He's been a "boss" for many years. And you know what? He's not one of those stuffed-full-of-myself, short on actual people skills, incompetent, egocentric bosses. Nope. He's a true leader (think Jean-Luc Picard). And he loves people. I mean, he actually cares about people. Not just about their job and what they can accomplish in the office, but about their lives -- their dreams -- their families. No, he's not some jelly-like sap who weeps during chick flicks (though he boldly admits that Pride and Prejudice is his favorite mini-series of all time). He's just a good man -- a real man, who treats other human beings like...well, like human beings. And I happen to be married to him. In some ways, Eric and I couldn't be more different. He sees the big picture; I get stuck on details. He sees the glass (infuriatingly) half-full; I see it half-empty (completely empty, most times). He is spontaneous and free-spirited; I need a schedule. We've had some lovely rows. But here's the bottom line for us: We're best friends. Yep. Eric is my best friend. I'm married to my best friend! And he drives me batty. He really does. I often tell him (and I mean it) that I wouldn't have to take Paxil if I didn't have to live with him. He knows I'm serious, too. He also knows that I'm as difficult to live with as he is. So, we're square. And there isn't anyone else in the universe I'd rather be married to. (Are you gagging on all this goo yet?) As for this writing thing? This up-and-down, put-your-temperament-aside-and-grow-a-thick-skin, absolutely disheartening and deeply fulfilling Writing Thing? Well, Eric is my Number One Supporter. He has listened to every, single chapter of my first novel -- some of them, twice. I read them out loud because he's more of an aural learner. It worked for both of us. And he has critiqued. He's pointed out "the dork factor" in some of my dialogue. He's cautioned me to "hide" my plot twists a little better. To develop a particular secondary character a bit more. And oh, we've argued over it. Why, these are my characters we're talking about here! My novel! And what does he know about any of this, anyway? He doesn't even read, for goodness' sake! (Geeky computer magazines do not qualify as "reading.") How can he possibly give me any direction? Ah, but he has. More than I can express. I couldn't -- absolutely couldn't -- walk through this process-toward-publication without my beloved Eric. It will come as no surprise that my novel -- this masterpiece of my soul -- is dedicated to him. So there you have it. I've done some child-gushing; it was time to Eric-gush. I love you, Sweetie. Jill Schafer Boehme Eric Boehme |
About Me
I am: Mother to five stunningly individualistic children... Writer of young adult fantasy... Passionate advocate for Women At Home... Madly in love with my husband... In need of Organic Gourmet Chocolate on a regular basis. I've got a Paypal account if you'd like to contribute to the cause....
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15of my readers are feeling chatty:
awww, that was a wonderful tribute!
You guys are blessed to have each other.
You know i loved every word of it! you know dave and I counter balance each other, i'm the glass is half full, he is the half empty. I show him the bright side to things and the possibility's, and shows me the dark side and keeps me from jumping to fast in to things! well sometimes any way LOL
Aww gosh Jill, dork factor indeed, you just compared your husband to Jean Luc Picard!
;-D (with my usual trouble-making grin)
Yeah - you are truly blessed to have each other. I have not found the right words for my Sweetheart yet to post on my blog, but I am sure they will come...
Great new layout for your hubby's blog. Your son is really good at this...
I love it when you gush! Awww!
AW GEEZ!
I got some of that goo on my shoe!
As Jean-Luc Picard would say, "Agreed, number one."
You do have the best husband, and I have the best wife.
Thank you sweetie for all the goo. I do cry during chick flicks, I just run into the bathroom quickly and you do not see me.
I love you Jillian!
Eric
INdeed!
You know what Jill, the flower ones are my favorite too LOL and I'm not even a girly girl LOL but I love to photograph flowers up close.
What a lovely relationship!
That was very nice. He's just as lucky as you because of how much you appreciate him.
Ken
The new look works wonders, Eric kicked my butt in the BE battle of the blogs today :)
You guys sound like a match made in heaven.
Hey Kerrie -- and you just admitted that you know who Picard is! LOL Seriously, there is a management book out there that uses his management style as the example of good leadership. I'm not making this up -- I promise!
Wendy -- I can't believe he challenged you!!!
When TNG was all the rage, I went as Commander Riker for halloween. It was one of my better costumes.
Trying to make it so...
Trying to find my stash of pictures
Shields up! Red alert!
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