I'm teaming up with Mama M. a few times this week (when I have time) to post about my special Valentine. My hubby and our life together. Should I first mention that we forgot our 4 year anniversary last summer. I mean that's just how our lives go. Luckily we did remember number 5 and I'm pretty sure we'll remember number 6 this summer! Anyway on to the question...
How did you meet the love of your life...
On band tour (did you laugh? sometimes I do.). Yep, we met in college our freshman year. I started second semester and we were both in band. We had band tour that year during spring break to, New Orleans. Who thought it was a good idea to send a bunch of college students to NOLA? I have no idea, but I remember meeting future Hubby and thinking he was kind of a nice guy. Laid back, not crazy (hey let's admit it, some band people are crazy), and didn't mind if I tagged along with his group since I didn't know many people yet. We hung out together a lot toward the end of the semester. Our first "date" was watching baseball on TV in the dorm. Luckily we both love baseball and I've come around and am now a big Cardinals fan. He's lucky I kept him around after I asked for help with my religion paper in New Testament. The smartie pants religion major read through my paper and then asked "when is this due?" I don't know, next week. He then replied "do you have time to start over?" WHAT? And I married you?
That summer we officially started dating on my birthday and this summer we will have been together 9 years, married 6, and have a 3 year old and a 4 month old. Together we have lived in 3 states and moved 4 times, once with a 6 week old baby. I still love him even if he did make me write that paper over (and I did get an A on that paper by the way, but let's not remind him of that).
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