robin honey, i was trying to save ourselves the shame of airing our dirty laundry but if you want me to tell the story, i will.
see, i was a city kid and in grade school they used to bus us "city kids" out to the country once a week for six weeks to see the workings of a farm.
thats where i met my sweet polly. we were both in 1st grade. the first time i saw her she was up to her ankles in cow manure, but even then i knew i loved her.
she used to invite me over to the barn for a "roll in zee hay"(young frankenstein) somehow i thought that meant something different, but we really did just "roll in zee hay".
well were like 2 peas in a pod till one day i skinned my arm at it left a big scar.
well the girl we called bigred really dug dudes with scars so she really started
paying a lot of "attention" to me.
well robin and her had countless battles over underdog over the next few years and i tried to be a peacemaker. i'd say" girls, theres plenty of underdog to go around."
i was always in trouble with the teachers over this and because of it, they thought it would be better to leave me back a grade.(thats why she graduated before me)(not really)
but robin won out and we've been living happily ever after for the last 30 plus years, have 2 great kids a grandaughter and soon a grandson.
underdog does have a few health issues, the biggest one being his insatiable
addiction to cinnamon, but he has been able to keep that addiction under control.(for now anyway)
all kidding aside, she knows my sweet tart is my world, and i know i married WAYYYYY out of my league.