Monday, July 4, 2011

Legs Eleven! Legs Eleven!

Eleven years ago a gorgeous man took me out to dinner. He didn’t tell me where, so I wore jeans. He wore a suit and tied his hair back to meet my father. Who didn’t show him the gun rack.*

He took me to the fanciest restaurant in town and kissed me goodnight on the front path of my parent’s house.

Ten years later I married him. Eleven years later we have a daughter.

Happy First Date-iversary Andrew. I wouldn’t change a single thing.**

*There was no gun rack. Andrew just feared there was.

**Okay, a tiny lie. I would have dressed up more.

(photograph by Matthew Tighe)


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