how i met your father

Maybe Vegas?

by beth July 12, 2010

1999 We had a friend who was plan­ning to get mar­ried in Vegas.  We were try­ing to fig­ure out a way to go when the wed­ding came around.   I mean it was VEGAS BABY!!  While talk­ing about going Mike said, straight faced & with all seri­ous­ness, “Why not get mar­ried while we’re there? We’ll elope.” […]

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Somebody’s Watchin’ Me

by beth June 18, 2010

Win­ter 1998 Work­ing, liv­ing & going to school in the City was an inter­est­ing expe­ri­ence.  From the stolen cars to our neigh­bor who lived on the first floor.  His name was Charles, but some­time he came dressed as Char­lene.  A big (I mean super big mus­cled) man with a 5 o’clock shadow in a sequined dress.  A […]

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The Big Red Couch

by beth May 27, 2010

Sum­mer 1998 At the end of the sum­mer I had a new job at a place that was around the cor­ner from where we lived on Sec­ond Street, the Traf­fic Jam & Snug.  It was a great place to work. The peo­ple were friendly, we were able to wear jeans & it was per­fect for the […]

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The Day My Car Was Stolen

by beth May 13, 2010

Sum­mer 1998 A park­ing spot right into front of the build­ing. In cities this is like gold and an urban myth all wrapped under one big bow if you are in a part of the city that is busy with peo­ple. We were right in sight of the uni­ver­sity cam­pus and even in sum­mer during […]

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