One of my favorite things to stalk on blogs is when people post their love story.
Who doesn't like a good love story?
Yes?
No? Well watch out, I'm about to get really mushy, gushy, and girly.
My husband David and I met in High School. I had taken on online math class and finished a semester early, and got an extra lunch period during the day because of it. A friend of mine told me to join her for lunch, which was perfect because A: I didn't know anyone in that lunch period yet, and B: I was about to meet my future husband. I sit down at the lunch table, surrounded by food (perfect.) My friend introduces me to everyone, one of which is this cutie patootie skater boy, named Davey. We literally hit it off right away, talked the entire lunch period, and by the end, the friend who introduced us says:
"Jeez, why don't you two just get married."
Yours truly on the left, said friend next to me.
2006 - My milkshake brought all the boys to the yard.
