Meet Vince. My bagger from Giant Eagle that I met at the prime age of 16. Like when all the Disney Princesses fall in love, right? The man who finally married me after “dating” for 14 drama-filled years, buying a house together, and popping out two kids. He wanted to make sure I was “the one” first before committing….according to him.
But here we are. Together and making it work with laughter, loud talking, and love. He’s a total asshole. Just ask my kids. But, he’s that asshole that you like and don’t know why. He’s a straight-up dick right to your face…and you love him for it.
Maybe there’s not enough of that in the world or maybe most of us are masochists. But, I don’t think there are a lot of people that don’t sugar coat the grit and say it like it is. To your face, not hidden behind social media. Vince has no issues with telling you you look like an old woman in that outfit…even if you don’t ask him. He’ll tell you.
Such a sharer.
He’s a smogasbord of personalities all rolled into one human. Kind of like the movie Split but without all the death. He loves rap music and used to roll around town in his car, dropping the bass like an obnoxious teenager, but has a cowboy hat and sings along to country songs. He loves Broadway musicals and the WWE. He sings to plants like Snow White and dreams of playing in the World Poker Tour. He gets oddly excited about office supplies and the smell of a new box of crayons. He will bend over backwards for someone he just met but curse you out and wish you dead if you cross him the wrong way.
He’s had more professions than anyone I know ( a few – Pizza Manager, DJ, Insurance Sales, Boilermaker, Construction, and now Realtor) and went to at least 3 colleges that I can recall off the top of my head.
Vince is an amazing father and is totally there for our girls. He is raising them with me to be strong, confident women who better not take shit from anyone. He makes them laugh and gives them huge hugs. Boys, he is a dad you don’t really want to mess with. I mean, I wouldn’t if I were you. He gets crazy eyes.
In all seriousness, I love this man. We are polar opposites in every way that seems to matter. But, we have this undeniable connection. While we don’t do really obnoxious things like finish each other’s sandwiches sentences, we do have this eerie ability to have the exact same thoughts at the same time. Like our brains are connected or something.
I’d like to think that means we are meant to be together, even when we want to punch each other in the face.