I was still half-way across the lot and attempting to text my good friend Katlyn and walk at the same time (aka asking for trouble), when I briefly glimpsed a tall, dark, boot-wearing individual strolling out of the grocery store doors. Seeing as how I'm happily married to a wonderful man, I didn't pause to get a good look at this boot-wearing dude, and wasn't really paying attention, so I vaguely filed this individual as "Hm, cutie, whatev" in my head while sidestepping a random cart in the parking lot.
Next thing I half-notice is a hassled looking lady toting an over-full cart and a toddler across the parking lot. A bag fell out of the hassled lady's cart without her knowing it and the next, next thing I notice is tall, dark, boot-wearing cutie picking up the hassled lady's bag, "Excuse me ma'am, I think you dropped this," he said, handing the bag back to her. Still not really paying attention, I think "Oh look, he's nice too." Then I do a double take. Then I do a triple take. I know those boots...I know that voice...I know that cutie-ness...Hey that's my husband!!!
So nice to know I married such a tall, dark, handsome, boot-wearing, kind-hearted, wonderful man. He's the bomb :)