My Other Half

My husband married his best friend. Not me. Well, he married me. But I strongly suspect that's because I'm one of his best friends all over again. Her name is Hayley. We share a brain.

He could have married her, but... ew, gross! That would have been like marrying his sister. So, he married me instead. I love her so. I stole her from him as soon as the vows were spoken.

Now she's MY friend.

And I'm just like her. We like the same things. We act the same way. She is math. I am language. She's yin. I'm yang. She plays Scrabble. I play Scrabble. It's kismet.

I got a hair cut on Wednesday. Hayley called. She got her hair cut, too.

It's the same hair cut.

Weird, huh?

Comments

[Hayley]

I'm feeling so special!

[Activities Coordinator]

As well you should!