Bridge walking
We've been married a week; I'm still not used to my new last name.
When one of our new tires blew out mysteriously on the trip here, Richard interrupted me while I was telling AAA my boyfriend was... "Husband!" he shouted above the wind, rain and thundering 18-wheelers. "I'm your husband!"
It's been non-stop work since the morning after. Today, we took our first break together, going for a brisk stroll across our neighbor, the Golden Gate Bridge. She's a beautiful lady of a certain age, and she has the best view of the city. It's true what they say -- once you find a good parking space here, you never leave.
posted by Woman In Love @ 10:13 PM
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