What attracted you to your spouse/partner?

That Bachelor/Bachelorette show has to be taken the same as your question about what a person looks at in a mate. Each person has thier own personality, and what appears right to me, may be absolutely wrong for you. The show's producers want us to speculate, but in fact, the final choice is probably made in some board room by the bachelor/bachelorette viewing video of the potential matches before the show is ever cast for the season. I really doubt that there is much left to chance on that show, or any other reality show.

Life isn't that simple, unless, of course we let God do the choosing. Humans are emotional beings. Who we chose to marry has a lot to do with how they "push our buttons".

"A good man is like a good rooster. He protects his hen and stays out of her way when she just wants to brood."
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1.) What first attracted you to your partner?
He's fast with the wit, the man can keep up with me, that's no small task. When he showed up on our second date with a book for me, instead of flowers, I knew he was worth my time.

2.) What is the one thing you love most about them?
He has compassion for people he's never met, and truly wants the world to be a better place.

3.) If you had to pick someone based on only one trait, would it be looks or brains/personality?
You need to be smart and fast to keep up with me.
 
I was 22 and she was 19. She was just the nicest gal I had ever met.

That is what I love the most about her, she is the most caring and truly loving person I have had the honor of knowing. I grew up with a little bit of a chip on my shoulder and this gal just knocked it off for good.

Well, I have the best of both, she has good looks and personality. I am truly blessed to have this gal for my soul mate and wife for 31 years.

I might add that good looks without a good and caring heart can make a person ugly real fast.
 
I was driving down the street, looked over at something moving in the gutter, and I quickly recognized it as a human form. I threw on the brakes, got out, walked over to where the pathetically-dirty thing lay. It was a young woman. I quickly saw that she was in dire need of help, so I put her in my car, took her to a car wash and turned the hose on her. Cleaned up, she wasn't half-bad looking. She hadn't eaten much lately, so she wasn't Rubenesque in the least. I took her to a fast food restaurant and bought her a cheap meal that she quickly devoured; it probably saved her life, and was well worth the 79 cents. I thought about taking her back to the gutter, but that seemed like an "Unchristian-like thing to do", and besides she was now clean, and I had spent 79 cents on her, so what could I do but take her home for the night.

The next morning was a real awakening as to what this poor soul needed, and it scared me when I realized the task before me. She had a vocabulary of about twenty words, and most of them were bad words that she had heard people yell at her; she thought they were her names. It took me several weeks to teach her to talk, but she seemed to learn quickly, so I didn't get overly bored with her progress. As time passed and she progressed (all thanks to me), she learned to drive and to finally hold a fork correctly (in that order).

While she was cooking, cleaning, washing, and ironing she picked up my violin to try it out. I came home to find her playing something that sounded like Chopsticks for violin. I could see that I would have to teach her to play well if I were going to have to listen to her practice. It took a while, but she did learn to play well enough that I thought she was ready for more lessons that I did not have time for. She was going to have to get a job to earn the money for her lessons. What could I do but send her to college so she could get a teacher's license. Since she spoke Gibberish so well as her first languare, she picked up German and Chinese quickly, so language was her major, and that was her path to the "world of work", money, violin lessons, and becoming concert master of the Indianapolis Philharmonic Orchestra.

I soon realized that I had invested a lot of time, effort, and money in the wench, and if I were to ever get something back, I'd HAVE TO (let me breathe here) M A R R Y her. I just closed my eyes and did it. Soon I was no longer driving my Corvette. I was in a station wagon with her and two screaming yahoos who had the same birthday one year apart. I leave the years between then and now to your imagination, but I feel a sense of pride and my typical humility when I look at her and realize that I made her what she is today.
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1. You should see what he does for a pair of Carharts... egad... and he's a river man... As a world class kayaker he has a sense of the movement of water that defies understanding - that sense travels into his life and read of people. Also, I found a man who was a far finer flyfisherman than I am, and grew up on a horse farm.

2. What do I love the most about him?... The fact that after ten years I love him the most of anything in this world - he surprises me, he has depth of character and wicked sense of humor that brings tears. He has honor and strength of conviction and he shall forever joust the sun for the honor of who may be deemed hotter and brighter (Plus the fact that he has sh$#@! up his sleeve and drives me nuts is vastly helped even still by his joust with the sun and by his carharts... dangit)

3. Brains and personality... I worked in Hollywood for too many years to find a lot of depth in just a pretty face
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... also helps that he's looking over some pics of Opa's rollaway nest to help me with a bit of an egg eating issue. Luckylucky to be hitched to a woodworker who LOVES my Jersey Giant hens - especially Marla Hooch, who hops up in his lap and hangs out with him. Chickenwhisperer.
 
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JOE! I want your wife to read this and then reply on here!
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You are a sick lad! *Thats why i like you so much! *
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YOU!!! YOU stole my story, except you got the ages wrong!!!!!!!!!! I was 12, he was 13. He was sitting on a bench in front of a bar, he was wearing a hat... i walked over and asked him if he thought he was Sherlock Holmes (his hat looked like one). And we both laughed. He was very cute. Dimples, blonde hair, and blue eyes. We became best friends. We fell apart when i was 17 or 18... and then he finally called me back... we talked, got together a few times. Then decided to get married. I am 23 (Almost 24) now.
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1. his personality/humor. He could cheer me up better than anyone else. He was always there for me.

2. the fact that i could be mean and ruthless, and he could look me in the face with the sweetest look and say "i love you anyways"

3. personality for sure. i dont want to be with a brainiac, but at least have common sense.

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1.) What first attracted you to your partner?
He plays guitar and sings... and wrote me a song not long after we started dating, surprised me with a CD with it on it when I was driving home from college
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It was at the end of the CD, and all of the sudden I heard my name being sung.
Also, it's just hard to say, but there's that chemistry, you know? Where being around the person makes every little inch of your skin somehow prickle, and all you can think about is kissing them.

2.) What is the one thing you love most about them?
PATIENCE. I am a total spaz at times, and have a lot of mood swings... he is my even keel and calms me down... and doesn't get mad even though sometimes I try my hardest to make him mad
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3.) If you had to pick someone based on only one trait, would it be looks or brains/personality?
Definitely personality. Because if someone is hot but arrogant, suddenly they're not so attractive anymore. But even a so-so guy, with the right twinkle in his eye, can be cute. Still, I feel lucky to have found both in my fiancee!!
(I would add, even more important than personality to us crazy BYCers, is the ability to put up with lots of animals, animal mess, and requests for help with building chicken coops/goat sheds/feeding stations/etc...)
 
I was attracted to her because she was smart. She was her own person, with her own opionions. We became best friends before we became lovers. When we walk in the rain, she picks worms up off the road and puts them in the grass so they won't drown. She's honest to a fault, and she's kind even though she thinks she isn't. She's not materialistic, though I can't take her to the hardware store without it costing me $200. People who knew both of us were surprised we ended up together, since we're both so opinionated and stubborn. She's been my life for nearly twenty years already!

I couldn't really say what one thing I love most about her. I love *her*.

I would definately pick brains and personality over "looks. The one you love will always be beautiful to you.
 

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