The husband asked me to marry him after we had been dating for about 6 months. I'm not saying it was unexpected, but there was plenty of alcohol involved.
Anyway, we got engaged, I guess, and stayed that way for about 3.5 more years. It would have remained one of those indefinite engagements except we kept getting shit from our families [and by that I mean, I kept getting shit - nobody ever gets mad at the husband] [except me].
We finally got married, and having made it last lo, these 16 years, I think EVERYONE should get married and enjoy the wonder that is deciding whose family to visit during what holiday and realizing you are for reals stuck with that person [and his family] FOREVER.
And by everyone, I mean let's stop being assholes with the whole state's rights thing and let gay people marry.
Well, I'll explain how awesome it will be over at my inaugural post over at the fabulous site In the Powder Room.
You know me, I'm ALWAYS talking in the bathroom.