11 years and counting....

  We met at church (classic), and he swears that he pointed me out and said that he was going to marry me.    I remember getting roses on my car every day for weeks, and how he wrote me notes and gave me cards.   For the first month while dating we referred to each other as "joe bob" and "lucy".   I think he was making fun of my country accent, and I just laid it on even thicker, and to top it off I would pretend to be a clogger in public.   I never scared him off though, and I'm so glad that I didn't.  For the last 11 years he's taken care of me and loved me through so much.    He's made me a better person, and I'm so grateful for him.    Love you Joe Bob Johnson!