My husband and I met at the now dreaded Pineview reservoir in Utah. I lived in Ogden at the time and a friend of mine and I decided to go to the lake to find some guys with a boat, shallow I know. I met Bob, he was walking past and stopped to ask if we've seen his friends and then sat down to talk to us. We've pretty much been together since then.
That's not the story but the prologue.
After we had been dating a few weeks, Bob and I were at my apartment playing a card game (not the stripping kind). I had a really good hand so I bet my cat that I would win. Well as fate would have it he had a better hand then me and I lost. So I tell everyone that I lost my cat in a card game so I had to marry Bob to keep him.
- of course that's not the real reason I married him, I knew he was the one the first week that we were dating, but that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Why I married my husband
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7 comments:
Aw, just me, you shouldn't have explained the rest. I liked it at the cat reason.
We are still looking for wife number 2, she needs to clean, cook, and definilty do windows, any takers?
i totally did the same thing in college... went to the lake to see if someone would pick us up for a ride. what a couple of losers, huh? well, we both ended up alright, so we can't complain!
I met my husband because he had such ugly shoes. (That's the first thing I noticed about him.)
And I agree with Belle. Leave it at the cat reason.
I thought you were supposed to blame the dog. Or maybe that's for something else entirely?
If I had a dog I'd blame it for a lot of things. That's why I want a dog too, plus Abbie needs a pet.
My husband blames our dog for a lot of things... but you know who can really clear a room? The cat! I'm serious, cat farts are damn near lethal.
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