Do you believe in fate?

I'm a firm believer in fat, how can I not be? Let me tell you mine and Michaels lurve story.

We met at the local pub known as Jewells Tav, it used to be the rage when we were in our 20s, I was quiet drunk but I knew I found this bloke attractive, was it the beer goggles? (just kidding Mick)

I was there with a mutual friend who offered to introduce me, I needed no such thing, I can introduce myself i said with a shitload of confidence under my belt.

We hit it off and he came home with me, It didn't move that quick , minds out of the gutter please. The next day I'm talking to Janelle, my sister and I proceed to tell her i met this cool guy, his name is Mick Manners to which she yells out to her BF "whats that guys name i wanted to introduce Stacie to at our engagement"? i hear him s y Mick Mittmann, YES thats it, My sister was beside herself, WTF I wanted you to meet him and now you have, you have to keep seeing him.... did i pick up my phone because because i felt it was fate? because it was meant to be? Im not sure but what did i have to lose? All i know is, we're still together, we're still in_love , his my best mate, my soul mate, my drinking buddy, my gym buddy and the BEST father to our 4 babies (can't forget Riv dog)

I was always the person who was single, i never dated, some would say I was picky? I say I kept my options open , I was waiting for Mr. Right and guess what? I found him.