Today is our Anniversary.
We "dated' a year before that. so, that's 20 years.
We were friends a year before that, so that makes 21 years.
And, I thought he was a complete creep for two years before that. So, that's 22 years. Nearly impossible since I am only 25. ha
Here's the whole sorrid story of me and The Creepy Guy.
I'll be back this week with tales of a journey, the big Anniversary Day details and some Fab-O junk I scored in a hurried roadside stop. (To which I am going to attempt to visit again in a minute, if I can persuade the Bredman to let me go. I used to be able to get anything I wanted if I just pouted right. I'll see if it still works after all these years.....) Let the pouting begin!
**It does say HOUSE OF ILL REPUTE on the sign. But, it was really just a Dance hall. Honestly. Mostly. Uh, huh. ;o)