Would you be mine? Could you be mine?
After a long but semi-productive conversation with my dad about why I never date anybody,
I was glad to find out about this.
My mom stayed home to baby sit my three year old neice while the rest of us went out.
They were having a conversation about husbands and wives
and what that whole thing is about.
Anna: Is Mark a husband?
Mom: No, he hasn't gotten married yet.
Anna: Who will he marry?
Mom: I don't know but it will be somebody really, really good. Do you know anybody that Mark could marry?
Anna: [Thinks for a while] How about Lady Aberlin?
Anna seems to be the only one who grasps exactly what I'm looking for in a woman.
Mostly, I'm just relieved she didn't try to hook me up with Lady Elaine Fairchilde.
Talk about high maintenance.
I was glad to find out about this.
My mom stayed home to baby sit my three year old neice while the rest of us went out.
They were having a conversation about husbands and wives
and what that whole thing is about.
Anna: Is Mark a husband?
Mom: No, he hasn't gotten married yet.
Anna: Who will he marry?
Mom: I don't know but it will be somebody really, really good. Do you know anybody that Mark could marry?
Anna: [Thinks for a while] How about Lady Aberlin?
Anna seems to be the only one who grasps exactly what I'm looking for in a woman.
Mostly, I'm just relieved she didn't try to hook me up with Lady Elaine Fairchilde.
Talk about high maintenance.