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A Blind Date & Leaving Comments

8 years ago today I met this sweet man in the picture above. We met on a blind date in the Bluff City (aka- Memfrica). He and I were simply going out to shut up his stepmother and my sister, who had decided that we were meant to be together from one simple fridge photo and a dog named Abby. Little did we know they would be able to pat themselves on the back for the rest of their lives . I am so glad we both agreed to go out for that one date on New Years Eve 2001 because I have had him in my life everyday since that crazy night at my cousin Hollye's back door when he arrived to pick me up to find a baby on my hip that he thought was mine. I remember those beautiful blue eyes and how they about popped out of his head as he stood at the door wondering why no one had mentioned my child.


That baby on my hip was Claire. She was 1 then and had just gone number 2 in her diaper right before he rang the bell. She had Styrofoam all over her and me from playing in Christmas boxes. Needless to say, we were quite the smell and the sight. Her parents left me to babysit her while they went to an early dinner and they returned later than expected. So, it is a wonder he did not run away and wonder what he had gotten himself into. Anyway, I am so glad he stayed and I know Claire is too. She has always had a crush on him.

Randall says he stayed because when he saw me at the door he thought I was as cute as ever and wanted to try and figure me out...and I think he is still trying! We married 13 months after we met at that back door on New Years Eve and for that I am most thankful. He makes me a very happy girl.

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Kelley said…
Happy Anniversary! You guys are the cutest couple.

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