It's the little moments that make a woman proud

Proud of her husband.

Or maybe it's just gratitude that he's willing to embarrass himself enough that no one ever expects me to embarrass myself.

Case in point; The things that happen in the middle of nowhere on a Friday night. And yes, that is the front porch.

(not ours though-our front porch still has it's dignity)

But hey, at least he has the suit going for him.

I will not grow old and complain that my life was boring.

(also, I feel inclined to add that none of us drink. No alcohol was involved in the making of this film. Can you imagine what we'd be like if we did? ha!)