We were enjoying dessert number two after dinner tonight and having a lovely conversation. BTW, dessert number one was peanut butter kiss cookies and dessert number two was cheesecake from Whole Paycheck with fresh berries and whipped cream.
I casually asked my hubby what year we met, I was thinking was it '87 or '88? Whatever year it was, I was in tenth grade. I have that type of selective memory, I call it my school year memory, because I can recall most of the important events of my childhood by grade level.
Then, Sj piped in, "I think it was '44!"
Of course we both laughed hysterically.
J quickly followed with, "pretty much".
Sj was curious as to how we met, I gave her the quick version, which transpired into, of course, more laughter. I told her I was at a party and I answered the door and her daddy was the one that was knocking. I introduced myself to him, after catching my breath, and it was all over from that point.
Sj inquired, "You didn't have a husband, so you decided you needed a husband?"
I told her we were friends first. I wasn't quite ready for a husband at 15.
Our friendship grew over the next two years. November of 1991 we became inseparable. Fast forward 16 years later, married, 2 kids, house, the whole nine yards. All I had to do was answer the door at a friend's party.
Shakespeare's got nothing on us.