A Funny Little Thing Called Love

I don't know about other people but I love to celebrate the day that Paul and I became boyfriend/girlfriend! Am I the only girl that does this? Certainly not. I'm sure most guys think it's stupid and couldn't care but I think it's sweet to remember back when all you could think about was the next time you would see that person. Not that I don't still feel the same way. But it was a time when it was just us, no kids, no pressure, no day-to-day stress, just me and Paul hanging out and having the best time! It's funny how it all happened. One minute I'm dancing with a friend at a club and the next second I turn around and BAM!! There he is - with the hottest spikey hair I'd ever seen and looking soooo cute in a blue button down shirt that just looked so right on him. It was just basically over from there. Skip to Sept 7th, we'd just gone out to eat and had a great time and we're sitting in his car (which we could do for hours - making out most of the time) when the hey let's make this official talk comes up. It was so awkward and just odd, but it was like - of course! It felt so right from the second Paul and I met that it was just ridiculous. To look back over the 9 years we've been together it's just been amazing. Some people probably thought we'd never make it - and we did a lot of things backwards, and some of the stuff we've been through I'm sure you would've had to see it to believe it but I wouldn't have traded one second of it for anything else. Does he drive me nuts sometimes, of course - but I know that I drive him completely insane too, but my heart still goes all crazy when I see him come home from work and I still love just being next to him. I love what a great father he's turned out to be and I love what a great husband he's been to me. So to Paul, thanks for putting up with me through all the good and bad for the last 9 yrs. Going to that dance club was the best decision I ever made!