Fuzz and me...I used to work at a local bank. When Fuzz moved down from North Walton, he started banking where I worked. I was in a long-term relationship at the time. Fuzz got a crush on one of my co-workers; dispatcher that was a friend of my family called me to see if I could set them up, but my coworker was a bimbo-slut and everybody, including my boyfriend, said Fuzz was a nice, quiet Christian guy. So, that didn't work out.
Fortunately, neither did my other relationship. I dated old friends here and there for a few months. Then, one day, Fuzz came in to deposit his check (when you only get paid once a month, you don't go to the bank much!) and, for the first time, I actually looked into his eyes. It hit me like a ton of bricks.I don't remember what I said or did, but evidently it was written all over my face. After he left, another co-worker (not the b-s) came over to me and whispered "you know, Steve is single..."
I gathered the courage to call my friend the dispatcher back...asked her to discreetly find out if he might be interested. She was about as discreet as a herd of elephants...but Fuzz called me that night.
That was 18 years ago; we've been married for 16...
:clap_1: wonderful!
...go give that dog some peanut butter!!!!