tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29880243647872953572024-03-13T05:09:44.954-07:00Sugar & SpiceThe Pretty and Shiny things in LifeLezliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16164499742198100646noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2988024364787295357.post-74666274624421430472010-06-05T15:52:00.000-07:002010-06-05T16:25:14.335-07:00A life filled with sugar and spiceTo be honest.....I have no idea where to start. I wish I had some great, hard to believe, how perfect it is story to tell you, but I don't. My wonderfully fun and fantastic husband talked me in to starting a blog because he wanted to read what I would write about. My husband....hmmm... that's story. Maybe I do have a great, real- life, how perfect it is story after all. Let's see.....<div>I met my husband by shear chance. There's no other way to put it because literally with just one push of a button we would have never been. Freshman registration. My first year of college and I was ready to conquer the world and all it had to offer and there I sat with my advisor debating on whether to take a 8am or 1pm Intro to Psychology class. And just as I was about to be put into the 1pm class it was closed and I, Lezlie Poole, was forced into a 8am class.</div><div>On the the first day there I was in class, ready to learn, when a grungy, pajama wearing, longed haired upper class-men walked in. And to be honest, I secretly swore I would never date anybody that wore pajamas to class and didn't even bothered to cut his hair for the new school year.</div><div>After that day something strange happened, that grungy, pajama wearing boy kept switching desk and he was switching the desks and getting closer to me and lets just say I was not amused. The musical chair routine went on until one day he was seating behind me. Ugh....really? But I must say, my husband aka grungy, pajama wearing boy, was if not anything a charmer. And when he asked to borrow my notes, the only thing I could say was sure. </div><div>It's hard to believe that day was 7 years ago, but ever since he has always been the apple of my eye and the sugar to my spice. </div>Lezliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16164499742198100646noreply@blogger.com0