Effing Marriage...

[JD]

I met my wife after being single for a year and a half or two...It was Columbus day weekend and I had just come off the most outstanding Summer of my life - and that should have been my cue, I had more to get out in the near term.

I lived in a fun town...lots of restaurants, bars, shopping, right on the water (North Shore of Long Island if any one knows anything about LI).

She was a friend of a friend, and we had a great time chatting...she was a good girl who I didn't want to just rail that night (Oh I wanted to have sex with her, but I was good pleasure delaying a little), and then talk to the next time I wanted to screw her; I actually was interested in her. She just got back from England where she taught for a few years and actually had something worthwhile to talk about. So night ended, I said so long and figured we'd encounter each other again soon enough - in the interim I could continue doing my thing.

I walked home, she went to get her car to drive home...as I was nearly at my complex she pulled over and asked if I needed a ride home (she didn't know where I lived), I looked around...said "Yeah...I do"; hopped in...told her "Make this right"...she did. "Ok, I'm home".

That was it...from that point on my future was being written.

What I would say Jon...is DO NOT marry your best friend. I know so many people say you should, well I will tell you that it is the wrong approach. Find the girl you cannot get enough of, and become her best friend...that's who you marry.