Why not? I plan on being in fantastic shape until the day I die and I’m sure (I hope) most people on this board will agree. Is it so much to expect your wife to have the same commitment?
[quote]Tank53 wrote:
No girl can live up to your fantasy ideals. She won’t have a 20" waist forever.
-T
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I met my wife on a blind date on July 4, 1991. We were married that November. It will be 14 years in a little over a month. And I can count on one hand the number of nights since then that we have spent apart.
You just know. It is onel of the mysteries of the universe.
I agree with the quote in combatmedics post. Can you imagine your life without her? My answer was no and I’ve been happily married for almost 16 years.
Wanted to add, yes I said you are not ready for marriage. I didn’t say dump her. Hell no. If you want to do this southern girl, do it, but be honest with your girlfriend about it. If you don’t really want this southern girl and she is just a distraction, then forget her. In that moment that you are with your girlfriend, just be there with her and you will know what to do. Usually that will be simple, be kind, attentive, loving. If it feels right, do it.
[quote]NNNNate wrote:
Why not? I plan on being in fantastic shape until the day I die and I’m sure (I hope) most people on this board will agree. Is it so much to expect your wife to have the same commitment?[/quote]
I plan on being in whatever shitty shape I want to be in, but my wife will have to work extra shifts at McDonald’s to stay current on her plastic surgeries and adhere to my brutal double-standard. HA!
Doogie: how did you end up approaching her? [/quote]
I’m a pussy, so I went out to eat, got a buzz going, and went back to the bar. I took a book and a cigar, sat down and starterd reading. Her boss thought I was with the Texas Alcoholic Beverage Comission (as I was the only white guy in the place, and because I wasn’t there hitting on anyone). He sent her over with a big, fancy cigar ashtray to find out if I was TABC. I talked to her a little that night, and then everytwo weeks I went back to the bar and read a book or wrote letters, smoked a cigar, and talked to her a little. Finally, I was leaving for law school, so the last time I was in there I told her I wouldn’t be coming back. She gave me her address and phone number, and asked me to give her a call. When I was leaving, that night I asked her where I could get some breakfast. She pointed me to a place, and she and one of her friends showed up later. We talked that night, hugged goodbye in the parking lot. I wrote her a letter a few days later, she called me. It worked out from there.
I meet my wife at a convinance store that a friend of mine worked at, she came in and went to another friend of mine and sat down and he leaned on her, she held him and they left together.
I wanted(for some reason I did not know at the time) to go after him and beat the shit out of him, throw her over my shoulder and have my way with her, instead I asked her friend who she was I got her name at least the guy that worked at the store tried to hook us up I was nervous about it because she had notice me to and asked him about me! she liked my chest.
at a party she came over and sat on my lap by asking “can I sit here” I said sure and started to get up to give her my seat, she sat on my lap I just thought “cool” niether of us was drinking so I thought this is going somewhere, we really could not talk to each other because of the music and it was winter here so we could not go outside, she had to drive her drunk ass friends home.
so she gave me her phone #, I tried to call the next day twice and got no reply back. I went back to visit my friend at the store and 30min later she walked in with some guy, i figured “ah shit she had a boyfriend and did not tell me” they sat behind me and two girls I was talking to, then after a while I was thinking I could kill him and hide the body, or take both the chicks I was talking to.
Then I heard them talking loudly about his boyfriend, I climbed over the seat to sit with her. her dorm room mate erased the messages before she got them, from that point on we were constantly trying to find ways to get together, our goodbyes lasted just as long as our hellos.
she is my favorite person, she makes me A better me. now we have been together for 10yrs in march. I can’t imagine life without her thats how I knew, and the fact for the first time I would have been willing to KILL friends and strangers just to get closer to her. Good thing it did not come to that.