Now, I know I've mentioned a few times (at least) that the husband is from England though I don't know if I have ever mentioned how we exactly met. You see, if it weren't for the World Cup I would have never met my husband. Way back in 1986, a few weeks before my 18th birthday my husband and his friend came to California to stay with his friend's uncle who just happened to live down the street from me (at my parents house). They were on their way to Mexico which was where the World Cup was held that year. No, the rest was not history, as cute as I thought he was at the time I was dating someone else. He came back in '87 (nothing happened) then finally in 1988 was when I finally succumbed to his charms. As you can imagine, this is about all on his mind at the moment.
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Fun finds and great story of how you and your husband met! Good thing he kept on coming back!
ReplyDeleteP.S. I think you and I are pretty dang close to the same age.
lol yeah he was persistent and it paid off!
ReplyDeleteAwww...that's a lovely story about how your met your husband :)
ReplyDeleteEveryone here has 'football fever' (not me) and there are tons of World Cup merchandise available. If you ask me, it will all be discarded later!