Wonder Wench Writes

All I can say is … he’s mine, Louie-Louie Ladies, so hands off.

 No, I don’t know how it is that we seem to work so well together.  I remember a long time ago standing in church next to the man I was engaged to marry and realizing I couldn’t do it.  He was all anyone could ask for … but I knew I would rather be an old maid (ye gads, does anyone still think in those terms?  Louie-Louie Ladies sure did) than spend my life with him.  So I gave him back his ring and tried to explain to his dad that he hadn’t done anything to hurt me.  It was tough.

 And I pretty much resigned myself to maybe never having someone to share giggles with.  Until I met my Louie-Louie Lad … and the bomb went off and I didn’t give a damn what anyone said, I intended to spend my existence if need be, curled around the idea of being his woman.

 So far, I have succeeded.

2 Responses to “Wonder Wench Writes”

  1. aliasJean Fox says:

    And may that NEVER change!!!!

  2. Jeff Silver says:

    I’m so happy for the both of you. Dick had such a major impact on the fact that enjoying music became such a major part of my life. It’s so wonderful to see that there is a happy ending to some of life’s stories. Not that you guys are at your ending. Although Dick is farther along than most of us.