Twenty-two years ago today, I met my husband. We walked across campus in the snow (he had a hole in his shoe that I did not know about for days) and we had Bur.ger K.in.g.
Willow's take on it.
Friday, February 17, 2012
22 Years...
Chewy was late from dropping the Boy off at school. Wondering where he was, I was a little surprised when he came home with a sheepish grin on his face and said, "Well, I wanted to get an anniversary cake..."
(I was thinking we were going to have enough cake in this house this weekend...but it was surely a nice gesture!)
Twenty-two years ago today, I met my husband. We walked across campus in the snow (he had a hole in his shoe that I did not know about for days) and we had Bur.ger K.in.g.
Twenty-two years ago today, I met my husband. We walked across campus in the snow (he had a hole in his shoe that I did not know about for days) and we had Bur.ger K.in.g.
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2 comments:
Awwww! I love hearing stories about how people met. Congrats!
What a sweet gesture.
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