By: Peter Gilroy | @NessKids
Another holiday for another month, and it's beautiful!! I love this day of the year, and I had a great time with my significant other, just don't tell my wife, because it was with my girlfriend. Now don't get all ornery about the subject. As you continue reading, my statement will make more sense.
As most people would think when they first see the headline of this blog, I'm an old terrible scumbag. But really, my girlfriend is my wife. Yes, Paula is my other girlfriend so my relatives can sigh a breath of relief again. Yes every year, we celebrate the tradition of her being my girlfriend exactly as she used to be when we were just dating years ago. Our day was magical. Here's how it was from the morning.
We got home from The Legion at about 10:00am and she wanted to make her way right back out even though I just wanted to spend the night in. So we headed to The Legion at 10:30am again and she was already a bit wild. This is why I tell her not to ask to be like my girlfriend anymore, but she's the boss, so you know what I mean guys. She told me to go home for a bit to check on the dog so I did just that.
I took my time on my way home, got some newspapers for myself to recycle and got a couple bottles of Coke. The dog ate well and I made sure of it. As I went back to The Legion to pick up Pauley (this was her name as she was my girlfriend before I married her) I stopped at another bar to get a beer to mentally prepare myself. I got to The Legion and she wasn't even there anymore.
I asked the bartender if he saw her. He looked around and said he didn't see anything, so I figured I would wait for her to come back. Even though several hours passed by and she returned to The Legion with 5 other very large men, I knew she was protected and back in my arms safe. I just don't know why the hell the men looked at me as angry as they did. So that's how I spent my National Best Friend Day with my girlfriend, glad people won't judge me now.
By: Peter Gilroy
We got home from The Legion at about 10:00am and she wanted to make her way right back out even though I just wanted to spend the night in. So we headed to The Legion at 10:30am again and she was already a bit wild. This is why I tell her not to ask to be like my girlfriend anymore, but she's the boss, so you know what I mean guys. She told me to go home for a bit to check on the dog so I did just that.
I took my time on my way home, got some newspapers for myself to recycle and got a couple bottles of Coke. The dog ate well and I made sure of it. As I went back to The Legion to pick up Pauley (this was her name as she was my girlfriend before I married her) I stopped at another bar to get a beer to mentally prepare myself. I got to The Legion and she wasn't even there anymore.
I asked the bartender if he saw her. He looked around and said he didn't see anything, so I figured I would wait for her to come back. Even though several hours passed by and she returned to The Legion with 5 other very large men, I knew she was protected and back in my arms safe. I just don't know why the hell the men looked at me as angry as they did. So that's how I spent my National Best Friend Day with my girlfriend, glad people won't judge me now.
By: Peter Gilroy
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