Brady and I met four years ago today at a Hank Williams Jr. Concert. It was a warm August night at the Zoo Amphitheatre in OKC. My friend and her husband had gotten into a fight, so I walked around the amphitheatre grounds with my other friend. We kept passing these two guys. Being a little tipsy we kept giggling every time we saw them. Finally after one too many frozen beverages, I had to use the potty. Needless to say, we passed the two guys again and I never made it to the porcelain throne. We sat on a rock ledge and talked until the end of the concert. I even remember what he was wearing, a COLLEGE T-shirt and khaki shorts. We exchanged numbers and the rest is history.It is pretty special that someday I will be able to tell our kids that Hank brought us together.
2 comments:
Sounds better than what I may have to tell our kids, "One January day...your dad and I met at a McDonalds..."
Okay, that is such a sweet story. And look how cute you two are!
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