It all started...

...here or sometime around here. The pictures don't do us much justice (muff would say it does us quite the opposite). Looking back it's easy to say we were either too little of this or too much of that. But we all have those childhood pictures hidden somewhere in a closet. And we know they probably won't see the light of day unless God himself broke down the door . Needless to say, we were an item. Or so I wanted to think. I was desperate to catch her attention and she was content with keeping me at bay. It worked out in my favor. Persistence does pay off. Several years of friendship was a good place to start. I recommend it to anyone.