Welcome to day 12! Man this is going great. I hope everyone is enjoying all these great guests and all the awesome prizes they are giving away! Today we have my blogger buddy Kitty Kelly. We finally got the chance to meet each other at RT last year.
There we are and in the middle there is the fabulous Eden Bradley! Man I am sad I can't afford to go to RT this year! Without further ado, please welcome Kitty Kelly.
Thank you to my darling Ursula for having me here today and I hope you have a wonderful birthday month!!! Happy Birthday!!!
For those who don’t know me, my name is KittyKelly and my review site is The Smutty Kitty (www.thesmuttykitty.com). I have always loved reading and a few years ago borrowed an erotic romance and never looked back. ;)
Today is a special day for me. It’s my 8 year wedding anniversary and it’s also the anniversary of when we started dating 12 years ago. I’m actually a little surprised my husband even agreed to marry me after how I acted the day he asked me.
Flashback time…We used to go out to my mom and dad’s house every other weekend so I could see them. They lived about an hour away and between work and college I didn’t have any time during the week. After a visit in May we were driving back from a visit and I had not been feeling well all day. It was unseasonably cold for May and I was ready to get back to my bed to sleep. He took an exit about half way home and I asked him where we were going. He pulled up to the dam and asked if I wanted to get out. I quite rudely said no that I wanted to go home and asked why we were there. I get really crabby when I don’t feel good-don’t judge me too harshly. He said he wanted it to be our spot-keep in mind we had never been there before and although it was pretty (late night and lots of lights on the water), it was late, chilly, and I felt like crap. I just gave him a look…you know the one that says what the hell are you doing?
He asked me to get out of the car and I flat out refused. He tried to get me to budge and I refused. He started mumbling a bit and I gave him another grrr look. Then he starts saying sweet things about me and us and how much he loves me. Then he pulled a ring out of his pocket, said a few more sweet things, and asked me to marry him. I felt terrible. I had no clue he was planning to do that. So the first words out of my mouth as we are sitting in his car and he’s holding the ring out to me are (of course) “I’m so sorry”. His face fell a bit and then I realized what he thought I meant. So I quickly recovered and said yes. Turns out he had brought a blanket for us and everything but I really was feeling crappy so we went home.
I was barely 19 when he asked me to marry him and it hasn’t been all sunshines and daisies over the last 12 years but I am glad he asked and that I said yes. Happy anniversary honey. Love you!
Now to win a book from my giveaway shelf and some swag tell me: How did your honey ask you to marry him-or her? ;) And if you aren’t engaged or married what does your dream man, woman, men, or women look like. Hey I’m married but I can still use my imagination! ;)
Ok guys don't forget to comment and answer Kitty Kelly's question. (for crying out loud, leave ur fraking email)