Here's a story I really must share. A few of you know it. Most don't. But I want to share it anyways.
When I first met Butch I wasn't attracted to him. At. All. He was old (he's 8 years older than me). He had a butt chin. He had stringy greasy hair on a too small head hidden under his head. He was the Maintenance Guy of our apartment complex. That's it. Just the maintenance guy. He was in fact the only other white and english speaking person in our complex. Two things that made me at least take the time to learn his name. That's it. I'd say Hi randomly if I saw him. He came over one day and insisted on telling me how he could baby-proof my apt (which I found out later is totally NOT part of the company policy to do for tenants...lol). I amused him and let him. We ran into him in the car one day. Austin was all "Mommy - he should be your friend! you need a friend!" Mommy doesn't need friends. He's the maintenance guy. Another day I was chasing 3 year old half naked Xav down as he was taking off for the pop machine in the laundry room. Butch insisted on dragging me into his apt. But you HAVE to see how terrible the last tenants left it! No. I. Don't. (Creepy maintenance guy! I thought...). And little bits of a time we'd converse more. Here and there. Totally innocent. Than one day my back was killing me like no other. I was practically in tears. And he offered to give me a back rub. And the back rub turned into a whore-ish-bedding that was the BEST EVER.  That was Halloween. By Christmas we were engaged. We werre married on St Patty's Day. As a sidenote he now where's a nice super short haircut and a goatee of sorts. And I think he's my sexy man.
3/6/2011 09:43:20

two words: happy ALMOST anniversary. ok so thats three and not the OTHER two words i was harassing you about over the phone. OMADAMN i better get a card in the mail and i'll give you the 'present' when we see you.

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