Sunday, June 26, 2011

12 Years

Where I would be today if Lynette decided not to marry me:


  1. A Mexican Prison
  2. Sleeping in my parents basement
  3. Dead.
No, but seriously, I'd wish I were dead.  I am so grateful she said yes and then I do.  And then 12 years later, James.  Amazing James.  

I'm still trying to figure out how or why I deserve this...