Remember when that Six Word Memoir thing was going around the internet a couple years back? That was fun. Let’s do something similar, but focused on relationships (either past or present). I’ll start:
Damn! Married five years this month.
That’s seven years total washing boxers.
A blind date success story then…
Wooed me with a Kabbalah story.
(He made me laugh). Plus, wine.
30 cross-country flights pre-move.
Waited five months before I unpacked.
Well, I had to make him sweat.
Sidewalk chalk proposal in Central Park.
We had our wedding there too.
Conceived Jackson there also. Just kidding.
Sometimes we call ourselves the Condellberries.
The Brita is mostly filled by me.
But he does bring me flowers.
And wine too. He’s no dummy.
Better, since getting a king size.