Tuesday, February 14, 2012


It's funny that when we happen upon a life changing moment we often don't recognize it for what it is.  Sure there are plenty of life changing moments that we do recognize, like having a baby (definitely a game changer) or winning the lottery (don't you wish?) but for the most part it is only looking back that we see how truly life changing a certain moment was.
Thirty two years ago today (okay I really don't like saying that because it makes me sound old and I'm not!) I opened the door to a couple of young men. One of them would become my husband.  I remember it as if it were yesterday and so does he (how sweet).  If it had been a movie and there was an accompanying soundtrack I may have clued in to the fact that I would shortly be falling in love but this is real life and so there was no violin music and to be honest it wasn't even love at first sight (well maybe for him because let's face it how hard would it be not to fall in love me immediately).  It wasn't long though before I was crushing on the young man with that cute Kiwi accent which was not a good thing because when I try to impress things usually go wrong. I won't bore you with all the details but I will tell you  I once laughed so hard I farted... LOUDLY... really loudly in front of him (so embarrassing). It wasn't long after that I earned the nickname Frank.
Who knew that the first time I fell in love it would be my last time too?



  1. I didn't realize you guys met on Valentine's day! So cute!!

  2. Oh please do share your attempts at being impressive, I highly doubt they would be a bore.
    You and Ian are fantastic. :)

  3. I don't think anyone would complain if you got this all published in writing -- in instalments, perhaps? I never get sick of hearing it, and I find there are details that come up that I relish...
    ...if not for me, posterity? C'mon!

    Taking requests?