Nine Years Down...

Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Even though he tried to trade me for a new Ford truck, I love my husband to pieces because…well… because he’s just too cute not to. And he thinks I’m a damn fine women in return because (in his words) “I can roll a four-wheeler on top of her and she still comes up holding my beer.”

I suppose you’d like to hear a little back story about where that sentiment originates. Well, gosh, okay. Since I can’t info dump in my books, I will on my blog!!

Here’s the whole truth and nothing but the truth:

When the hubby and I bought our first four-wheeler (hadn’t even sent in the first payment yet), we took it for a joy ride with friends (yep, imagine that) and found the most delightfully fun, sandy-like hills to climb.

So, there we were…The hubby was looking for the steepest slope, and I oh-so trustingly clung along behind him, when he finally found a real challenge and pulled a hold-my-beer-and-watch-this-sh#@!

So, I took his can and up the hill we went, only for the back two tires to bury themselves in the soft ground and the front two tires to keep on spinning until up in the air they went, then backward and down the hill we all fell.

The cooler, strapped to the back and holding more containers of Liquid Stupidity, acted as a nice roll bar so our new 600-pound toy didn’t crush us to death.

Friends arrived half a second later to push the Honda off us, and after we shakily scrambled to our feet and got all the are-you-okays out of the way (amazingly we were both fine), I looked down and realized I was still clutching the hubby’s beer can for dear life in my petrified grasp.

And that’s where his famous phrase comes from.

If you haven’t figured it out yet, today’s my wedding anniversary. Nine years ago, my hubby and I said vows that have carried us through college graduations, job changes, church transfers, the building of a house, the birth of a baby, and all sorts of other joys and tribulations. And they’ve been the best nine years of my life. I can’t wait for the next nine, and the next nine after that.

Someone told me once that women only read romance novels because they have no romance in their own life (oh yeah, he was serious too). But I gotta say, being married to the wonderful man I am, I only love to read other people’s happily-ever-afters that much more. And I love to write romances too because I have an amazing source of inspiration right in my own home.

So, here’s to my inspiration. Thank you for being the best part of me. Happy Anniversary, Hubby!


  1. How wonderful! Happy Anniversary!!

  2. Wow!! What a story, Linda! Happy Anniversary! Hope you can find time to enjoy the day!

  3. LOL! LOVE that story:)

    Happy anniversary sweetie:)

    Mine jokes that when I hit 50 he's trading me in for two 25-yr-olds:)

  4. How funny, MOLLY, my husband makes the same joke. Men!

  5. It's so great to hear how in love you two still are. Happy Anniversary!

  6. Happy Anniversary! I pray you have many more years together.

  7. Congrats! I can tell you love him just as much or more than 9 years ago. Hugs :O)

  8. First off, Happy Anniversary! That story was... Wow! It definitely brought a smile and laugh to my lips. Glad to know none of you were hurt.

  9. What a wonderful, sweet story! And it seems to me that most romance writers are happily married, so what does that say? *grin*