The first time The Future Mr. Two came to visit, I just had (a relatively small) surgery. I could move and walk around, but I was supposed to stay home for a few days. So he sent flowers ahead, brought groceries and an ipod full of old jazz. We danced all weekend long (except at night time, when he slept at my brother's house).
We've weathered a fair number of torrential downpours and grown accustomed to the sicker and poorer part. Here's to richer, health and the rest of our lives.
While I have heard he was introduced to this by his older sister's first beau, it's become our unofficial song. The future Mr. Two has certainly lived up to the promise. Here's the version that he first played for me. I hope you enjoy it.
We've weathered a fair number of torrential downpours and grown accustomed to the sicker and poorer part. Here's to richer, health and the rest of our lives.
While I have heard he was introduced to this by his older sister's first beau, it's become our unofficial song. The future Mr. Two has certainly lived up to the promise. Here's the version that he first played for me. I hope you enjoy it.
