I met this guy in 1987. We were college sophomores, hired by the University to do the same summer job. Not long after we met, he admitted he had a crush on me. My response? "Oh great - that's all I need". Thankfully he kept hanging around until I came to my senses. In 1994, as we drove home from a friend's wedding, he said "I guess if you want to get married next summer that's all right with me".
*swoon*
As you can see, our particular brand of romance is not very mushy-hearts-and-flowers.
He gave me gum for Valentine's Day.
It was the perfect gift.
Once, in a conversation about how I knew Ric was THE ONE, I answered, "he drives me less crazy than anyone I know."
It's true.
Plus he plays all the good records and none of the bad ones.
And he makes me laugh and he makes me think and he is never, ever boring.
That first summer, a friend observed "Ric likes Karen best".
25 years later it's still true.
