Wonderful

What a wonderful day it was!  The year was 2004.  The day was Wednesday April 7.  It was some time after 9:00 pm and I was tucked into my nice comfy bed ready to watch a little TV and drift off into sleep.  A good friend had different plans.  After nagging for at least 10 minutes she finally convinced me to drag my happy ass out of bed to meet her and her boyfriend for a few beers and some pool.  That was the best decision I've ever been coerced into making!

After arriving at the pool hall, my friend and her boyfriend realized that 3 people make an odd group for pool (at least this was what they told me) and decided to find one of his friends to come play.  After searching through his phone (married...out of town...out of town...married...girlfriend...wait, he's separated) he found someone.  This someone happened to also be in bed watching TV and quite reluctant to leave his comfort.  This someone also made a good decision and got out of bed.

I was forwarned that the friend was a little bit of a redneck.  That was a bit of an understatement.  And he was short.  My height exactly.  But wait...he was soooo cute!  And that smile...that twinkle in his eye...

His first impression of me?  "Damn she's skinny!"  And it was a pretty accurrate impression.  5'5" and about 115 lbs (165 cm 52 kg) with a moderate bone structure.  I could have used a sandwhich.

After not a lot of conversation and a few bad games of pool, we were all ready to leave.  My friend convinced me to come with them to her house, even though my poor kitty was locked in my apartment and I had to go to work in the morning. 

A few more beers...one thing lead to another...

Eventually our "fling" turned into love.  Love turned into marriage.

And that's how I met Mr. W.  4 years ago.

 

On a completely different note, I got to see this today: