When I look at this girl, I wonder how I got so lucky. That smile is kryptonite to me...
I remember this tacky old country song called "she don't know she's beautiful." Grammar problems aside, it's one of the traits about Whitney that perplexes me. I tell everyone that I'm doing very well for myself and she doesn't understand.
But spend five minutes around her and you'll see what I see. A beautiful, carrying, funny, personable, sarcastic, loving... did i mention beautiful??... woman who loves me as much as I love her.
Bellissimo!
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i must say that i am pretty good at "carrying" things. i had no idea it was a trait you liked in my personailty.
heheheh.... :)
Posted by: whitney at October 29, 2006 12:33 PM
you don't take compliments well...
but of course, i meant caring. since you were sassy, i'm going to leave it...
Posted by: regan at October 29, 2006 07:29 PM
awww. i really did think that this was a sweet post, and it caught me totally by surprise. thank you for being the amazing man that you are, regan.
i love you.
Posted by: whitney at October 29, 2006 11:31 PM
Too bad she doesn't like cigars.
Oh well. I guess there are plenty of fish in the sea.
Posted by: Hoover at October 30, 2006 10:21 AM
Dude - all you gotta do is look at those eyes she's making which are saying:
"you can't leave this..."
Posted by: regan at October 30, 2006 03:26 PM