Late last month was the twentieth anniversary of the very first time Al and I locked lips.
It was a cold August night….he was the bad-boy older man on the motorbike…my parents were sure he was going to lead me astray 😉 ….and I was nearly 18 and getting ready to finish year 12. Sigh <<cue soppy music>>
In January we’ll celebrate 18 years of wedded bliss.
I don’t feel that old. Hehehehe …man I’ve been with the same guy for more than half my life! That’s a bit of an achievement these days.
I hope the next twenty are as much fun as the first twenty 🙂
PS…did this sketch while the boys had swimming lessons…wasn’t imagining this 20 years ago LOL