Always marry Canadians.

I'm Texan, and I dislike football. Hell, I dislike watching ALL sports. Hockey seemed (and still kinda does seem) to be even dumber than normal American sports. I mean seriously, who WANTS to have to deal with a brick of frozen rubber flying at their face at hundreds of miles an hour?

Anyway, I stopped thinking about hockey when this gorgeous guy came up and asked me out right in front of everyone (We're both men, and again, I'm from Texas. This doesn't really happen there.)

I was in Vancouver for two months on vacation, and we continued seeing each other the entire time I was there. It was a potentially stupid decision to uproot my life and transfer schools to a different country, but I knew after the first month that that was what I wanted to do.

Never regretted it. Except for Sunday nights, when my home is full of hooligans watching hockey. Then I regret it a little bit.

Edit: What the hell; front page? D: Am I dreaming?

Thanks for all your support, guys; And for those asking, no, my husband doesn't and didn't play for any major or minor teams -- The 'game' I was taken to was a very minor league, a bunch of friends get together type of thing. We had an audience because there were more than a few college team players there that had fans that found out where they played in their off time, and spread the word.