rosiep
<font color=deeppink>I don't drink, I try to conve
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I was on an extended vacation, Vegas for a few days, then Boston....
On the flight from Vegas to Boston, at a layover in O'Hare I freaked out! I HAD TO GO HOME! Complete panic attack, never had one before or again. Once I got to Boston I managed to book the next flight out back to Orlando the next morning.
Once I got home I went to the beach, treated myself to a nice dinner, then hit a club...The Full Moon. He was sitting there, and my opening line....I kid you not...was "Hey, I like em big and stupid"
The next night we had dinner at the California Grill, and as the food hit the table the Fireworks went off over the Castle.
The rest as they say...is history....
It's been 15 years now!
Of course you had a panic attack headed to Boston.......one word: Wally


