I was far past my prime. According to his parents, he was close to jumping off the nearest overpass. We needed each other but how does one go about finding their soulmate in this crazy, mixed up world?
Cue Natalie Cole's, "This Will Be."
I am certain that song reminds you of every eHarmony commercial you've ever seen, right? You got it! We met right here on the good ole' fashioned world wide web. (eHarmony, not Craigslist! We're not freaks people!) Now Mr. Robusto might argue the details of this story, but I swear this is how it all went down...
I worked a crazy job. My only contact with the human race was by vomiting infant or hysterical mother. Betcha' can't guess? Anyway, I never met anyone and Mr. Robusto was starring in his own crazy busy life. We both signed up and allegedly I was one of his first matches. He says he wrote me right away and it took me forever to respond. Who can be sure? After the first couple get-to-know-ya emails, he hit me with this gem. Please know, this is directly cut and pasted out of his email to me.
.i just had a realization...so i am watching this shark week program...they just captured a sea turtle and are putting all kinds of electronics on the animal...listen to this....dont you think that when that turtle gets back down with his buddies he is like "bro i was up on this dry land thing & there were these funny looking animals poking & attaching things to me & doing all sorts of crazy things like giving me an anal probe...then they brought me back here" - its just like when the aliens come down to earth and take a few of us off for a little while...
Now I ask you, how could a girl NOT fall in love with this modern Baudelaire? His words like honey. I will tell you this...the moment I met him I knew he was my guy. He is the kindest man I've ever met and he is good through and through his giant body. He was it for me.
We dated for what seemed like eternity (3 months to be exact) and then one day he surprised me good and proper.
No, he didn't take me to an abandoned field as the picture suggests. No, he didn't whisper sea turtle speak into my ear. I promise you his proposal was sweet, romantic, genuine and everything a girl deserves to have said to her while her beloved is on bended knee. I will keep what he said between the sheets. C'mon, I gave you the email snippet! So the end result? We left that Christmas tree farm fianceed! I'm sure that's a word, no need to go checking.
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| Family Pic Before the Hitchin' |
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| Passing Time |
So, as it turns out, the Magistrate is down in the basement of the courthouse. This must make it easier to process the DWI'ers and the scum of Lincoln County. Which is kind of fitting seeing as some of the smells that escape Mr. Robusto are down right criminal. This area of the courthouse also screamed, "Exchange your vows here!" As you can see, perfect venue for a wedding.
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| Another scene from the big day! |
Although it wasn't a dream location or our original plan, I'm glad we went ahead and made it legit that day. My Papa and my Grammy were alive to see it. Everyone who loves us was there, and that is what really made it the perfect day.
A few days later, we left for Italy. I will share more detailed stories about Italy in my regular postings, but to sum up our trip....
We ate....
We drank....
And drank...
And drank...
And we Re-Married!!!
That should get you up to speed for the time being. Now head on over to my Home-y page to get all those nitty gritty details of our day to day adventures you were promised!
