Ten years ago this month I met my husband Craig in a very sliding doors like scenario. In hindsight we couldn’t have been more different. I was a fashion loving, NYC dwelling, I’ll be here until I DIE kind of girl who literally could not care less about sports. He was a beach living, easy going, football loving kind of guy.
Through some twist of sappy fate that I still can’t fathom, we ended up cuddled together on a sofa yelling at the TV on any given Sunday while I learned the rules of the game. Two sofas, two dogs and two children later you’ll still find us there. Though these days it’s a few minutes here and a few minutes there with a giggly kiss stolen between chasing tiny humans [Read more…]