Thursday, February 28, 2008

Alas...

I'm here, folks. But the camera, well, this week it is in Chicago. Yah, I'm pretty jealous that dear hubby is there without me. It's the place where we met. Where I fell in love with him, where he proposed on a slippery roof top, and where my life was much different than it is now. I have no regrets, just a whole lot of memories.

3 comments:

said...

On roof top hey...
My hubby proposed on the road, whil we were driving home from a weekend.
He said: So, are we getting married or what?

meg said...

Mine proposed in a closet on the third floor of an old house north of New York City--aah the memories! It is a nostalgic time right now. Why is that? I just wrote a gushy post and then linked over to your blog and found similar words. It's in the air!
Meg

Shannon Lowry said...

We fell in love in Chicago too! Did we talk about that already? Must be the Chicago wind that brings people together because I know of four other couples with the same story that are all living here now. Funny.