Friday, November 21

When we first met...

my husband looked like this...but he was wearing a black beanie hat and his beard was much bushier. I know that some of the words I'm using are not real, but let's just forget that I'm an English major. This is a blog - and I'm not a professional writer. Doesn't he look like he's from Alaska? I definitely think so. I remember him telling me that he was in Chiropractic school and that he surfed. Would you have taken him seriously? I didn't then, but after a few months he shaved that stuff off his face and I figured that maybe, just maybe, he was serious about life. No really, it was hard for me to take someone seriously who had this much facial hair. I never dated guys with facial hair. Anyway, I just thought about this stage in his life and wanted to post a little about Jake. Oh, and I forgot to mention that shortly after this picture he went on a surfing trip to Costa Rica and got robbed. Yes, everything except his passport and a few other very important items. Everything else was taken. He came back to school and shaved his beard and after a couple months of debate, asked me out for Feb. 21st...exactly a week after Valentine's Day. Needless to say, we don't celebrate Valentine's Day, afterall, he spent that Valentine's eating at a restaurant alone while wondering why he was surrounded by so many sappy couples at dinner. Hmmm, are all single guys like that?

3 comments:

Pettin'Tales said...

Burley, Nice! Love the drapes. Cookie decorating was fun. You're fun!

Boren Family said...

I love beards!!!! Aaron has to grow his out every winter! They are so sexy! Oh yeah, and your drapes are sooo cute!

The Burly said...

LOL! I remember you telling me if you were to marry a guy who had a hairy chest you would wax it off in his sleep:) What would you have done if he kept the facial hair so bushy? Hmmmm... You always make me laugh in the best of ways.