“We are all a little weird and life’s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.” author unknown
In September 2004, Ron and I met. Our lives became that much weirder. On Dec. 13 of that year, we started dating. The weirdness multiplied. Almost exactly two years later, we got engaged and the weirdosity blossomed. In three months, we will be married — and a balloon of weirdfulness will explode over San Francisco when we take our vows of weird.
Thank you, Ron, for being the weird answer to the weird question I didn’t even know that I was weirdly asking. I weird you, my weirdling.