SNL fans -- or Garth Brooks fans -- of years past will get a kick out of this title.
So I walk into my apartment this evening on my lunch break, and saw my beautiful bride in the light of day for the first time this week essentially. And she doesn't even flinch from watching Boy Meets World.
She'd been home for an hour and a half and hadn't even changed clothes yet. She didn't look up. Nothing. I had to check her breathing.
She's fine.
Friday, February 8, 2008
Simmer da na
Posted by David Dinsmore at 8:25 PM
Labels: Life with Amy
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