Another husband popped into my store! This one is a real cowboy. Seriously, he's a cowboy. He lives in Texas and has a family ranch and everything. Can you even imagine such a thing? Anyway, way back when I was in eighth grade my family went on the QEII for spring break and the whole ship was filled with teenagers. And one of them was this guy. And let me tell you, he was a real heartbreaker. Turns out he never married! And his mom is just dyin' for grandchildren. (Sorry, but I still can't turn off the granny accent. I think I might be stuck like this.)
I wanted to quit matchmakin', I really did, but then this hear Texan came along on facebook, and I just couldn't resist. The only other thing I know about him is that he lived in Alcapulco for a bunch of years and that he's on some kind of tennis team that tours the whole darn country. Lucky for you, he'll be in Florida before you know it. Then I can check him out real good. In the meantime, if any of you live in them parts, let your ole' granny know and I'll see what I can do. Ya hear?