This is what happens when you are married to the friendliest guy on earth:
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| Meet Russell. He's friendly. |
- You run into people he knows Every. Single. Place. You. Go. No kidding. Out of state, on vacation, up a mountain, at the coast, in Disneyland, it doesn't matter. He has friends everywhere.
- You wait in line for more than 3 minutes ANYWHERE and he has chatted up the person in front of you and discovered something in common with them.
- You list a piece of furniture on Craigslist and when an interested party comes to see it, the next thing you know they're eating your dinner, touring your new add-on, talking about the head mounts on the wall and when you leave to take your kids to Wednesday night church they're firmly ensconced in your living room with him, settling down for what looks like a long and personal chat. And they DON'T EVEN SPEAK ENGLISH.
That's what happens when you marry the friendliest guy on earth. (Who also likes to practice his high school Spanish.)
(And yes, the furniture sold. Christmas shopping is back in business, people!)
lol, sounds like my dad and my mom used to get so annoyed sometimes. Strangers were his favorite!
ReplyDeleteYep.... Russell is VERY friendly. At least with strangers his friendliness doesn't (usually) involve bear hugs, moonings and eyeball licks... he reserves that for the ones he really loves :)
ReplyDeleteAwww What a nice guy! Erik has that same sickness,uh I mean, friendly trait:)
ReplyDeleteSounds like you married the male version of Nanna!
ReplyDeleteToo funny ( but so true )..and Tricia .I love your comments.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet post:)
ReplyDeleteThis all sounds very familiar. I'm married to his sister who just happens to be the friendliest women on earth. Perhaps I'm just the crankiest man on earth because I seldom talk to strangers unless I know they like hunting or basketball?
ReplyDeleteYes Cara is the friendliest woman on earth! We're not cranky Tim, we just have different boundaries :)
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