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Sunday, July 06, 2008

Chance Encounters for Sunday Scribblings

My biggest chance encounter was meeting my husband on the freeway.

Yep. The freeway. In LA.

I've known him over half his life.

Sometimes taking a chance, pays off.


Think about that next time you're faced with this decision: Should I or Shouldn't I?

You should definately go over to Sunday Scribblings. No Brainer.
posted by wendy at 10:07 AM

8 Comments:

Hi Wendy, I'm loving the look of your blog. LA freeway's are scary so I'm glad it worked out well. ;)

7/6/08, 10:59 AM  

I tried chatting up a young lady cop on the motorway, but it didn't get me anywhere - all I got was a speeding fine!

7/6/08, 3:49 PM  

those freeways are fearsome - you struck it rich!!!

7/6/08, 4:23 PM  

I'm a hopeless romantic, I'd love to hear more details of how you met... living in Southern California I understand what a chance meeting that truly was!!!
Best wishes to a long happy marriage!

7/6/08, 7:57 PM  

From now on, whenever I'm on the freeway, cursing at it, I'll think of this romantic story -- which will make me look at all the good the freeway has done.

7/6/08, 8:28 PM  

From Meri:
Yes, please write the story...

7/7/08, 12:29 AM  

It sounds as if it was all meant to be. :)

7/7/08, 3:24 AM  

thaz a wonderful story... growing up in LA.. absolutely the possibilities are endless...

7/10/08, 2:45 PM  

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