Niner, Niner

Well it's almost here!
Nine years, Nine years of wedded bliss?
Come on it's not ALL wedded bliss right?
Well ours is pretty close.
I've heard many a times people say "I married my best friend."
Did you really?
Were you all platonic before you became an item?
I know pretty catty of me but it's true..right?
Nick and I really never dated honestly, unless you consider our buddy outings dates...I guess one could.
I only know one other person who can say they married their best friend....and your probably reading this....you know who you are....ahem...T!
Well Nick and I were buds.
We did all the buddy things together.
I tried to hook him up with the cute Victoria Secrets sales girl who wanted his number.
He held my hair back when I had too much to drink.
We dieted all week long and at then he stayed late on Fridays so we could wait for the clock to strike midnight and RUN to the coke machine, drink sodas and pull out the hidden box of girl scout cookies.
We played with Kimmy and played with my nieces.
I pierced my body, he rolled his eyes and told me I was crazy.
I took him Gatorade and jello to his place when he was sick.
He did funny skits for me when I was sick.
We tried to dance a jitterbug, he flipped me... I fell on my head.
We truly were best friends.
So much so we feared when it became more, we didn't want this to end bad and lose the friendship we had created.
Well 12 years later here we are, still best of friends, I still punch him in the arm when he makes fun of me, we still diet and run to a snacky snack when the weekend hits, we still chase each other with cold cups of water..who can get doused first! But now we each wear a wedding band, have two little boys, a pooch and made a house a home.
Wow! I guess it pays off to be friends first doesn't it?