Flashback Friday - The Land Before Kids a.k.a. The Orlando Shore.

So I recently did some counting and realized it's (approximately) my ten year anniversary with the Hubster. You know, sometime in March(ish).

We're practically babies.

I'm really bad at dates (REALLY). I completely forgot Wesley's 26th, and I'm forever having to look at the calendar to be sure of my own kids' birthdays. You would think my BEING THERE and, oh, having sort of a Major Role in the whole three ring circus would help. But, no. I still suck at dates.

It doesn't help that they were born on the 18th, 20th & 21st.

Wesley and I started dating in the dawn of the digital camera.

Polaroids were still cool. Not vintage.

When I had jersey nails and he worked out too much.

Snookie would be proud.


Too much muscle = moobs.

We met in Spanish class and bonded over defiling text books with inappropriate thought bubbles and drawings of genitalia.

It was kismet.

We enjoyed the same things.

Gym. Tan. Laundry.

The birth of something beautiful.

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