Five Years of Bliss

This is Andrew.  Yes, I know what you are thinking; that he is scrumptious.  Oh and he is, but mitts off for he is MINE!

Nearly 8.5 years ago, I stood in the back of St. Joseph's church in St. Louis with my friend Anne (who is now my cousin-in-law) looking at two engineers (yes, I knew that they were both engineers.  You can just tell.  Trust me on this.  I can spot one a mile away.  My family is full of the Big Bang characters).  Anne and I whispered to each other "so, uh, which one is the groom?"  To my ultimate delight, my baby Drews was NOT the groom.

Four sentences.  That was the extent of our "conversation" at that wedding.  You know, he is a real talker.  I learned that he was indeed, an engineer.  In Texas.  The Lone Star state.  The state that I said I would never live in.  At this point, I was living in Oregon or New Jersey or one of those states that was far far away from Texas.

Quiz: Guess where we are? Hint: not Texas
a. Smokey Mountains, TN
b. Rocky Mountains, CO
c. The Alps Mittenwald, Germany
d. Allegheny Mountains, PA

A year later my friend Jessica begs me to visit her in Austin, Texas.  She and her engineer husband just moved to Texas and were living with Andrew.  Their house was not quite done being built.  Jess was lonely.  She was also the ultimate match maker.  I was living in Jersey and working in Philly.

Of course I visited.

This is where I will tell you:

I went against everything from the movie "He's Just Not That Into You".

Yep, everything.

I have no idea why, but I am glad that I did.

I pursued this hot, sexy man.  I asked for his email and his phone number.  Clueless, he didn't ask for mine so I gave it to him.

Maybe "He's Just Not That Into You" doesn't apply to engineers?

We emailed a few times and finally, while on the phone with Jess, I had her put Drew on the phone.

"Why don't you call?!", I asked.  I am relatively certain Drew had some lame excuse, but he was thinking "she is so hot I don't have a chance".  Okay, that part is not true.  He was really thinking "why would I start a relationship with someone on the East Coast when I will never ever leave Austin?"

Then, he wouldn't leave me alone.  For a man who hated the phone, we would spend hours talking.  He would visit me every 4-6 weeks.  A few months later, we were engaged.

Let it be known that I moved 1,717 miles in the dead of winter to be with my Drew-Drew.  I shall repeat that 1,717 miles.  One-thousand-seven hundred and seventeen miles or 25 hours of driving.

I loved him so much on the day of our wedding.

I loved him even more when Ellie was born.  How can you not?  Isn't this the sweetest picture?

My love continues to grow each year.

To this day, I will ask him:

Honey, can you get you reach those wires under the desk for me?  Honey, can you reach that toy from under the couch?  Babe, can you pick this up for me?  All so I can smack him on the a**, er buttocks.  Because, he is that scrumptious.


Happy anniversary, Andrew, my soul mate.

Oh and, can you reach over and untangle my printer/computer wires for me?






* The answer to the quiz is: The Alps Mittenwald, Germany.  Andrew and I honeymooned in Bavaria (Germany).  Currently, Andrew is in Germany.  Without me.  He is cheating on me with two coworkers.