Normally, every groom-to-be says that their bride is “cool.” They tout how theirs is the sweetest thing, loves them, lets them play in the garage with a new socket set for Christmas or something. . .
Well mine does all that–she is the bomb. (Speaking of ‘bomb’, she’s even encouraging me to go to EOD school). She’s what I would call Cool. [sub](note the spelling, and lack of quotes)[/sub]
So, we’re going to commit our nuptuals in six days (next Saturday), and yesterday, she presented me with my ‘Wedding Gift’: a German Bunspolizei Sig Sauer P6.
I have the Coolest fiancee in the world. She lets me have the occasional poker game at the house with my/her friends. She sends me up to Nashville for a weekend to relax. She kicks my butt to go to the gym. She buys me tools. With those tools, she makes me build her a garden and do stuff around the house (these aren’t “chores”, they’re good work for a weekend!) She buys me sidearms. She’s the sweetest thing in the world, and by God, I’m gonna marry her. I have a Cool fiancee. Soon, she’ll be a Cool Wife.
I love this woman. And you can’t have her–she’s all mine.