So, today was my second anniversary with my wifey, Tara Nicole Kerbo Posey Henson. I told her tonight that she was officially no longer considered a Kerbo. I figure, two years is enough time to rub off that family odor.
Tara and I spent a lovey 6 hours together (plus or minus an hour). The crazy part of the this story is that as soon as our family took Roman for the evening, we had no idea what to do with ourselves. We were lost, clueless of the possibilities. Really, the only compass we had at that moment was two things: Roman needed some new shoes, and we had dinner reservations at 6pm in downtown Hot Springs. So, our journey began, with those two goals at hand.
Needless to say, my amazingly beautiful, intelligent, whitty, honest, and slightly obsessive wife (Gunh Gey u ee TT) could not decide on a shoe for the Monsta. So, we moved on to downtown. After some wax figurine viewing (top notch I hear for the geographic locale), we made it to dinner a bit early.
It was amazing. She looked so beautiful, and we had an amazing dinner. Not much more I could ask for other than another pair of eyes with which to gaze upon her, or another stomach because I filled to capacity the other.
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I'm so excited you have a blog! You better keep up with it! I love you so much. Thank you for your sweet words... :-)
HAWAH
ok - I've taken a long break from blogging, but I am following. Can't wait to read your wisdom or hilarity.
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