4 Memes to the Wind: Part II

Having been tagged by sweet Elaine of A Wink and a Smile, here is my version of:

8 Things About Me & My Hubby

I am four-and-a-half years older than my husband. (Cradle robber!) Feeling very self-conscious about this fact the first time I met his mother, who is about the same age as my sisters, I kept alluding to my advanced age without admitting it. Finally, my dear mother-in-law-to-be couldn’t take it any longer. Arching an eyebrow and leaning over the counter, she demanded, “Well, just how old are you, anyway?” We’ve laughed about this ever since, and a good thing, too, because I will always be older than her son.

We met at my best friend’s wedding. I was the maid of honor and he was a lowly usher. Knowing that he had to make an impression—and fast—he threw a bag of birdseed across a crowded dance hall and conked me in the head (not really). We were married one year later to the day.

Politically, my husband and I are on the exactly the same page. Remember Catholics against Kerry? He started that. (I was so proud.)

My husband is absurdly smart when it comes to all things left-brain. For example, his score on the LSAT was one of the highest in his group. Grammatically, though, I whup his asterisk.

Having said that, my husband is still my all-time favorite editor. (Karen E. is my second favorite.) He can take a rough draft and red-line it like nobody’s business. I grumble and pout and then go to work on all the changes.

My husband couldn’t remember a date to save his life. He has been known to ask, “When is Halloween again?” We refer to me as his stay-at-home secretary. I remind him of all the incidental events like his mother’s birthday (and mine) and weekend outings. He does all the books, though, and so I’m happy as a clam about the arrangement.

Just kidding! We do tend to look a little clannish when we get together with our friends, however. Don’t you agree?

We have been married 11 and a half years. I look at my husband and children daily and murmur an interior prayer of Thank You. I can’t imagine life without them.

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I am now supposed to tag 8 other people but do you know what? It’s summer! Let’s ditch the “supposed to’s” and head outside! : )