That Chick From Craigslist

Over the years you’ve probably read a few blog posts about my boyfriend–like the one about his dog, the one I wrote in honor of our first anniversary, the one I wrote about the scavenger hunt he put together for me, or the one about our age difference. Most recently, for our second anniversary, I wrote a post called That Guy From Craigslist that tells the story of how we met, but there are two sides to every story, and this year in addition to sending me on another scavenger hunt, making an awesome Book of Whens, and cooking a delicious four course meal, my boyfriend wrote something beautiful about me and our relationship.

Since you sassholes are always hearing so much about us from my perspective, I thought it might be fair to give you the opportunity to read about his side of things. Grab a box of Kleenex and prepare to aww over She’s got a Way. But before you go, let me call attention to a few things:

1. The typos expressed are not in any way affiliated with me, Sass & Balderdash, or anything else I’ve ever written.
2. I think June 4 actually isn’t our anniversary, because in 2012 it fell on a Monday, but we’re just sticking with it as our anniversary because we’ve already committed to it.
3. I most definitely do not lose weight every day.
4. The image from our first date actually isn’t from our first date–it’s from a subsequent trip to the farm. Though, my boyfriend did take sniper pictures of me on our first date (and posted them on Facebook as if I wasn’t already creeping all his social media feeds), that picture just doesn’t happen to be one of them.
5. Steve is known as “Trusty” on Sass & Balderdash. You may remember him from Hooters, Hoosiers, and Hooligan Hobnobbing and Honey I Shrunk The Beef. Dennis is the “The Menace” in Badminton, Brats, and Burritos.
6. The picture of Rich and Irma kills me every single time. Sorry Rich and Irma! It’s not that we don’t want to hang out with you, it’s just that it’s not important enough to make a real effort.

Hope you enjoy and get that The Notebook level cry you’ve been holding in for a week out of your system.