OK 45 years ago the not-yet Mrs. the Poet and I hired a babysitter and got married, and 20 years ago we tied the knot (literally) and renewed our vows. I should have written down all the people who bet me a million dollars we wouldn’t last longer than 10 years, because we’re 35 years past that.
And in case you wondered why we had to get a babysitter to get married, I found out she was pregnant the afternoon after she delivered the baby on the way to the hospital in the morning. So we got off on the wrong foot, so to speak, but we have made it so far. Even if we have to live in different houses because she got sick. And that wasn’t the first time she had a baby before getting to the hospital, 3 years after that experience less 4 days I pulled the youngest out of her waiting for the paramedics to arrive. I believe I mentioned that one, compound breech birth at home with her older sister standing in the crib watching. Anywho, 10 days after the oldest was born, we got a sitter and got married.
Current writing jams, My Mix 2 on YTM, Electro Swing and original swing music.
Witch on a Bicycle 