My relationship with Bryan started blossoming 7 years ago today. Here's the story of how we met.
Catching the glance of a hunky guy at the store: Seeing him wink at you as he rides by on his motorcycle in the parking lot: Realizing as he speeds away that his license plate reads 4PLAY:
Honesty is essential to a happy marriage. Unless we're talking about ice cream.
...and now she's on the prowl.
It's difficult to describe the precise shock and sheer panic one feels after finding a strand of her husband's long, long beard hair stuck to her shirt in the middle of a work day or party. So many questions flood the mind: Has anyone seen it? How many people? Do they know what it is? Do…
[Driving to Valentine's Day dinner at Applebee's (our best tradition) and singing along with the SiriusXM Love station] "Bryan, what if I had a terrible singing voice, but I just kept singing all the time?" "You do sing all the time." "Yeah, but what if I had a terrible voice?" "...it's not that hard to imagine."
Marriage is fun.