My parents love Harvey. Sometimes, I think they like him better than me (not kidding). H is such a hard worker and I think if there was something I really wanted, if there was any kind of way he could make it happen for me, he would. Actually, I know he would as he has done it many, many times. Don't tell him I said it, but he really is my better half.
H and I started dating when I was 16 back in 1985! We have lived together for a long, long time and owned real estate together before we finally decided it would probably last afterall and got married about 2 years ago.
The really cool thing, and some of you may remember, is that we got married on the 18 year anniversary of our first date! We just went to the justice of the peace and my wedding outfit was jeans and ariat boots
I wanted us to get married before the end of the year for tax reasons (ever the romantic). That evening, I realized I thought maybe it was our first date anniversary. I asked Harvey "
when did we have our first date?" and he said "
December 20, 1985 isn't that why you picked today to get married?" (um, no... I was trying to make sure we took care of it before the end of the year).
See, he IS my better half. And still hasn't figured out how rotten I am.