He’s always been a night owl, and I’m up with the larks. So
far we’ve been married 13,635 days. He told a lie to get me to date him, but I’ll
forgive him eventually. Our first date was a trip to the skating rink, and the second
was to an America concert. There are 4 1/2 years between his birth date and
mine. He’s the older one. He knows my siblings and their families pretty well,
but I’ve never met his. Together we have three sons, one daughter, three
grandsons and one granddaughter. Our high schools were bitter rivals, but as
neither of us attended football games, we never met until long after we graduated.
We’re what you’d call a traditional couple: he brings home the bacon and I fry
it. I tell him I’m the smarter of the two of us. But he beats me at Words with
Friends more often that I like to admit.
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