Straight Female / 34
I'm Staying, Apron, And All
Do it's been ten years, from 24 to 34. At this point I'm going to stay married, I have two kids. Such is life. One drunk party night and a trip to the chapel. My friend wasn't the only one getting married. Next thing I'm the right seat driving to Boulder, the Flagstaff, Albuquerque, Amarillo, Dallas, to a one room apartment with a college senior going to SMU.
The good news is that his parents are rich, not happy that he eloped with a showgirl. He's a lawyer in the family firm, the first baby brought peace and happiness, the second joy to the world. So I'm staying married, even if he's not Prince Charming. He's not Rambo. He's not Dirty Harry. He is rich.
The good news is that his parents are rich, not happy that he eloped with a showgirl. He's a lawyer in the family firm, the first baby brought peace and happiness, the second joy to the world. So I'm staying married, even if he's not Prince Charming. He's not Rambo. He's not Dirty Harry. He is rich.
