Aren't you curious about what someone's spouse or boyfriend looks like?
Do you ever look at couples in the mall and think,
I never would have put those two together."
Or when you meet a really pretty woman
Don't you want to know if her husband is a "10" also?
Are you disappointed when you get a wedding invitation
and there is no picture?
You look at it and scream in your head....
"Who did you pick and what do they look like?"
When you make a new blog friend,
Don't you want to see who their people are?
And don't you hate when it is a little 1 inch by 1 inch photo,
That when you click on it DOES NOT enlarge.
I am not judging anyone.
I have never cared what my friends or family look like
(Well except for my kids and that is a whole other can of worms
better left for another day)
And I will be the first to admit that I will win no beauty contest.
It's just so interesting to me
What makes one person attracted to another?
Like my favorite childhood game of concentration.
How do these two things match up?
Or on the flip side of the equation,
"One of these things is not like the other",
as they say on Sesame Street.
It fascinates me.
So who is the peanut butter to my jelly...
the yin to my yang....
the salt to my pepper....
the oh to my la la....
Well let me warn you,
He's good looking.
I am not saying that from my own perspective either.
Everyone should think their better half is hot!
It's because ever since we met people have told me that
As in.....My friend and I were talking and we think your husband is the best looking guy in the ward, or
That is the finest looking white guy I have ever seen, or
My dad likes to stand by your husband because he is so good looking he thinks it makes him
better looking too.
(I kid you not these are real statements)
I am not bragging.
That is not why I married him.
I will tell you a secret.....(he does not know he is good looking)
I mean it. He really doesn't.
I married him because he is truly the nicest man I have ever met..
even after 26 years.
I am not bragging.
I am just extremely lucky.
(and I guess it doesn't hurt that I think he is gorgeous)
next post; Chapter 2: How we met