"So about a year later, when he came over to my house and uttered the simple phrase, "So. Wanna get married?" I was a little surprised, but it felt right and I said yes. We kissed goodbye and he left to go castrate some calves."
I swear, it's like reading a novel about cow wrangling and great food. It's like an Annie Proulx story without all the angst.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
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