Okay, let's pause from the bad drama and let me share some of the best kind of drama.
This is probably the most awesome how-I-met-my-husband stories ever, and it actually parallels The Husband and myself in a few places: mainly the explosive lightening bolt between us, what do we do with all this sudden emotion, and the secret wedding (drugs and immediate sex, not so much, but wow a great story).
OMGosh, I read this in the wee hours of the morning and just wanted to laugh, cry, and throw up all at once. I went to bed with some tears, happy memories, and hope.
Then I wake up to comments and emails flying all over Stepford. Never a dull moment.
I'm guilty as charged.
I have no excuses for the dig (a new step for me; no deflecting, it's my fault). My emotions hit "publish" ahead of my best judgment.
I apologize publicly to The Husband, who is also a great catch.Labels: life in stepford, other people's words |
