Sunday, August 1, 2010

Why a cow?

Our relationship is a strange one. At least that is what the 9 year-old girl that used to live down the street once said. We have 9 years between us. That's no big deal, right? Believe it or not that has not been our experience. HORRORS! Cyndi is 9 years older than Scott.

9 year old girl: How old are you Cyndi?
Me: 40
9 year old girl: How old are you Scott?
Scott: 31
9 year old girl: That can't be true. Mommy told me that the boy is always older than the girl when you are married.

More HORRORS! We both have previous marriages!
More HORRORS! We both can live without sports!

What do two people do when they don't like sports? Well, in our case we play board games. Sometimes those board games transfer to computer games. For example, at the beginning of our relationship we frequented TGIFriday's where the locals really got into playing online trivia. To play you must have a name. Our initials are CW and SO. I put them together and got SCOW. Yeah, that doesn't sound like much fun to me either. So, we decided to go with COWS at Scott's suggestion. With that we became COWS then when we were able to add my son to the mix we became COWZ. Not only did the nickname stick, but, 15 years later we still get cow paraphernalia from time-to-time.

Our son is an adult now ... we sadly relinquish the "z" and happily return to our original COWS as we set out on our journey to find Paris everywhere.

~Cyndi

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