Once upon a time when I was starting a new year at university, I developed a teeeny, tiiiiny, little crush on a guy in my class. OK, that's a lie. I really liked him. It was before the man and I started dating. This guy wound up leaving school for a semester and the man and I started dating.
The rest should be history. Should be. But it's not.
I'm finishing up my degree and low and behold - he's in some of my classes. Yay.
My first week of class, I was FREAKED OUT. It's weird to be married and wonder about old crushes. Right? Am I wrong?
Either way, by this point, I hit a realization ... he ain't all that. (Think of me saying it in a sassy tone with a neck move)
He's not my husband. He doesn't even compare to my husband. When I see him in class, I smile because he doesn't add up to anything close to how awesome my husband actually is!
So, I have a crush - I still do. I have a crush on someone but it's the person I'm SUPPOSED to have a crush on. I have a crush on my husband and I hope I ALWAYS crush on my hubby.
I mean, C'MON! Look at this face - how could I not??
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