Married 6.5, known him almost 10 years.
He knew I was the one the day we met over an ashtray. He can still tell people exactly what I was wearing.
Girls, [b[that’s** the bomb. Sex is nice, but an attentive, loving man is so much better. He loves me warts and all, and I am his first thought whenever something happens. I have never loved anyone like I love him. He is my soul mate and my best friend.
We are probably too comfortable sometimes, especially me. I forget that marriages take work, and sometimes I just want to coast. Since the birth of our son, everything has changed, all for the better. It is amazing and wonderful and sometimes we just look at each other and can’t believe what we’ve been blessed with. If we’d gotten what we deserved, we would never have gotten here!
On the topic of flatulence- a friend of mine was asked by her friend how things in the relationship had changed since marriage, more specifically if she was more comfortable with “certain things” than when they were dating. The friend asked “Do you, well, fart in front of your husband?”
Paige replied with the utmost seriousness, “Honey, if at all possible, I fart on my husband!”
Truer words were never spoken.