Monday, October 1, 2012

Sweet Seventeen

It was the Winter Storm in March of 1993.  We got iced-in on a singles retreat with our church.  It was the first time I saw him.  He had on a red sweatshirt, beat up cowboy boots, and looked good in his faded blue jeans.  My heart skipped a beat when I saw him gather his things from a white Ford pick-up.  For real?  Cowboy boots and Ford truck too?  (Pinch me, I'm dreaming.)  I fell head over heels when he took my hand and taught me to two-step.  I came home from that retreat and told my daddy I had met the man I was going to marry.

Yesterday we celebrated our 17th  year as husband and wife.  His white Ford truck has gone from a 150 to a 350, but he still has those same ol' beat up cowboy boots.. 

...and he still looks good in his jeans.  


  1. TMI!!! Just kidding...u are so cute. Love that picture of y'all! Happy Anniversary dear, old friends <3

  2. Ya'll were meant to be for sure! Happy anniversary to the Chops!!