I Am Married To The Best Woman In The World
If you are looking for the best woman in the world, you can give up the search cause you missed out. I found her and - sucks to be you - but she's married to me. No offense to you if you're a woman reading this. I'm sure you're plenty great also. But, second place is the best you can do.
Here's a little backstory first. I completely sucked at dating and relationships. I'll let the shock of that sink in, then I'll continue. Already over it? OK then.
I met this woman at a time in my life where I was pretty much determined to never meet anyone again. Yes, reverse psychology works. She was smart and blonde. Do a Google search and see if you can figure that one out.
My wife loves lots of different kinds of music including a ton of stuff we play on 95 Rock like Shinedown, etc. However, she's a lifelong Rascal Flatts fan. She met them early on and has many pictures with their guitarist, Joe Don Rooney (pictured in the blue and white baseball T above). Our youngest son is named Joe. Hmmm.
Try not to be alarmed, but my wife and her family are from Iowa. They are unbelievably sweet people who have been so kind to me I almost wonder if I'm being buttered up for some secret Iowa corn ritual. Not really, but it would make a great SyFy movie - Corn-nado perhaps.
What is my point to all this? Here goes. You watch movies and read books about these crazy soul mate encounters and think "That's a load of crap". Right there with you. But, it's true. This woman is THE one that was made specifically for me. She thinks I'm funny although this blog may change her mind about that. And, fortunately, she didn't get the memo that redheaded dudes aren't hot.
We've been together for 13 years and married for 12. And, it's no exaggeration to say that I wouldn't be alive if it weren't for her. Happy anniversary, dear. Now, let's talk about the naming of our youngest son, Joe.