Per Steve’s suggestion I was going to post about my old eating habbits, but something came up that warranted a change in plans. I’ve been married now for 14 years, and if I were a betting man, I would guess she’s gonna put up with me for at least 2 or 3 more years. I’d even bump that up to five if I won the Lotto or started making a lot more money or something. Anyway, I feel I’ve come to the point where I can wax philosophically about relationships and true love and destiny and all that stuff. How do you know it’s true love? How do you know she’s the one? Well, when she lets you swap parts off of her bike so you can fix yours, get up early on a Saturday morning abandon her with two kids and go riding with your buddies, well that there is a pretty good indication. How cool is that? I don’t think I could be more smitten if she offered me her liver to replace my fat one. Not only do I get to go riding, but now I don’t have to listen to Joel claim I bent my ring on purpose to avoid the pain and humiliation I am sure to be served Saturday morning. All that, and she is kind of cute too.
Thanks, I owe you one babe, which, when you do the math, really means now you only owe me two!
3 comments:
Way to suck-up! Must be planning to go riding on Saturday! Good Luck with that. But I will say that I think you two make a cute couple.
SHAMEFUL!! j/k
Shameful yes, but I'll bet shameful pays off in some very lucky ways.
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