I’ve decided that for the month of December I would give my Flashback Friday’s a Christmas theme! Normally I’m a Scrooge or a Grinch around Christmas, and this year is no exception… but I’m committed to try to be a little bit merrier. (bah-humbug)
Christmas morning 1995 was a very special and very memorable Christmas. Travis & I had been dating for a couple of years and he had moved in with Brian & I and my roommate Jen. Travis had decided after our dating for about three months that we were his future and he told me that someday we would share the same last name… Too which I quickly responded, “Shut up, your drunk.” But true to his word, and over a year & a half later, on that cool Christmas morning 1995 he got down on the floor and proposed… To BRIAN! (Ummm… Okay… But can I still have the ring? -haha) With the utmost excitement Brian gave permission to Travis to ask me to marry him… And then he proposed to me. I knew instantly that this really was true love. Not because we had already shared so much of our lives together, and not because I had been stalking him since I was 13, but because any man that can look past the splotchy morning face, smeared worn make-up, that nasty poodle-hair frizz, and morning breath… And still muster up the strength to propose marriage, must truly and purely love me (us) that much. (Either that or the sex was just way to rockin’ to not go ahead and buy stock in it).
And that is my Christmas Flashback for this Friday.
Christmas morning 1995 was a very special and very memorable Christmas. Travis & I had been dating for a couple of years and he had moved in with Brian & I and my roommate Jen. Travis had decided after our dating for about three months that we were his future and he told me that someday we would share the same last name… Too which I quickly responded, “Shut up, your drunk.” But true to his word, and over a year & a half later, on that cool Christmas morning 1995 he got down on the floor and proposed… To BRIAN! (Ummm… Okay… But can I still have the ring? -haha) With the utmost excitement Brian gave permission to Travis to ask me to marry him… And then he proposed to me. I knew instantly that this really was true love. Not because we had already shared so much of our lives together, and not because I had been stalking him since I was 13, but because any man that can look past the splotchy morning face, smeared worn make-up, that nasty poodle-hair frizz, and morning breath… And still muster up the strength to propose marriage, must truly and purely love me (us) that much. (Either that or the sex was just way to rockin’ to not go ahead and buy stock in it).
And that is my Christmas Flashback for this Friday.
3 comments:
And I would do it all over again.....Minus the morning breath!!
Are you sure that is you that Travis is proposing to? The Lesely I know has short blonde hair. Is that a stussy poncho that Travis is wearing??
So sweet Les! Your going soft...your going soft!! LOL!
By the way I love the color of your hair in the pictures...
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