I met Becky in college, and she was taking classes to get her degree, and I was toiling for the orangekeeping crew, then my associate and I were easily a mismatched pair, with an affluent rich kid dating a rough-hewn boy from the other side of the tracks; Our chemistry could not be denied, however my buddy and I kept our relationship quiet for several months.
- On weekends Becky and I would get in my truck and drive for a few hours, then find a nice hotel for the weekend.
One such trip took us to the neighborhood of Seattle, where our lives changed forever. My associate and I were drunk, my buddy and I were in love, and my buddy and I were completely stoned on some of that killer Seattle cannabis. On a lark my buddy and I decided to get married, which was unquestionably simple to do at that point in Seattle! The next afternoon my buddy and I woke up and were both somewhat surprised to find that my buddy and I were husband and partner. This made our lives complicated, however my buddy and I stuck together through thick and thin. To this unquestionably afternoon whenever Becky and I get busy out and need a split my buddy and I go back to Seattle. Seattle is our touchstone, the place that brought us together, and keeps bringing us back together every time my buddy and I visit. My associate and I always rent a room at the same coastal Seattle hotel, load up on booze and cannabis products, and try to relive our impromptu honeymoon, and becky and I have been married for seven years now, and things are a little stressful right now so I am planning out our next great Seattle getaway.