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Today is my husband Mike’s birthday. He turns the big 2-9. I really don’t think he will care about me sharing that information with you because, honestly, every age between 25 and 30 kind of blend together. It was about 9 years ago in the spring when I first met Mike. Based upon first impressions, I did not like him much. We met during a party at one of his friend’s apartment. He had on his staple red hat, a polo shirt, and jeans. That was pretty much his uniform in college. During a game which involved drinking, as most college games often did, Mike chastised my friend for not drinking a beer as quickly as he would have liked. When I told her not to listen to him, he then made a comment to me. “That guy is such a jerk!” I thought. Over the next year or two we became pretty good friends. We started bonding over music. Our friends started becoming friends. Mike was even interested in one of my friends. When that didn’t work out, I realized that I kind of always had a crush on him. It just felt natural for us to end up …
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