Me & B-Rizzle

Me and B-Rizzle. We go together like peanut butter and nutella, yogurt and honey, eggnog and coffee. Odd pairings, but delicious nonetheless.

13 year ago, we had our first date- Outback Steakhouse, pink ears/forehead/bangs, no voice (I sounded like a frog).. 

11 years ago, he proposed to me- a pimp and his "consort", thankfully out of costume and I had no idea he was going to do it.

So, last night, nothing special happened, but it was fun to see what 13 years produced:

Thanks, B-Rizzle, for going back to church to find a good girl to settle down with and making me your number 10 of the night, 13 years ago. And no, you never told me your name!