So I guess that's how it goes once you have kids, huh? Who has time to sit and reminisce about the happiest day of their lives, the day where a shlub of a guy finally gets the beautiful, mysterious, desirable girl? (Well, that's our situation anyway. Don't blame me if it's not yours). 6 years and two kids later I can't imagine my life any other way. I mean, who doesn't want their days filled with screaming kids, poopy diapers and fighting off your desperate husband who just want's a little somethin' somethin' at the end of the day?
Eric and I met when we were 17. I had a party when my parents were out of town and told my friend Dan to bring over a couple friends. I was looking for a prom date and not above getting help. Eric came in and that was it. Honestly. I saw him and knew my life was going to change. Pretty heavy stuff for a 17 year old. So we went to my prom, his prom, and then he left for the Naval Academy. Then I didn't see him again for 3 months. Good times, good times.
Somehow we made it through college long-distance, moved in together in Charleston, SC, and I started nagging him about a ring. I just wanted the ring, man.
So one night, as we were laying in bed watching "Malcolm in the Middle", Eric got up, went into the bathroom, lit a couple Glade candles (for ambiance, don't ya know) and brought out a ring. He did all this during a commerical break. We really liked that show, what can I say. He knelt down by the bed, popped the question, I cried, and that was that. Oh, we were naked at the time. I like to throw that in there just to make the story more interesting.
A year and a half later, here we were:
I know, we're so hot. Anyway, the past 6 years have been crazy, fun, irritating, awesome, annoying, and the best of my life. Love ya, honey.
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