I don't like to toot my own horn, but I must give credit where credit is due.
I am the world's greatest wife. And here's why:
First read the post below this one. Did you do that? OK, now let me tell you the night that this player made his major league debut was in fact my 11th anniversary. And I did, in fact enjoy a Dodger Dog and flat Coke for my romantic dinner. Oh, and did I mentioned that I shared this romantic evening not only with 2 of my husbands friends but also with 20,000 other Dodger fans? I also drove around for 2 days in a Toyota yaris
I shared this lovely match box with wheels with 3 men who each weigh over 200 lbs. It was super cozy.
Now even though that sounds like I should win the World's greatest wife with that alone. That's not what put me over the top. The clencher is this: I DIDN'T EVEN COMPLAIN ABOUT IT! Ladies, you know what I'm talking about when I say that makes me the greatest wife.
In all fairness, my hubby felt so guilty for doing this to me, if we weren't at the games, I got what ever I wanted. So, I got a tan, PF Chang's, a movie, a nap, read half a book, drank lots of Coke, and a lot more. I think I maybe on to something here.
Love you JD!