I have a touching, romantic Root Beer story: When I was first dating the lovely Missus P&R Fan, we had not yet said those Three Little Words to each other that forever change a relationship. I had made myself a promise: I was not going to say "I Love You" until I was 110% sure, and then, I was going to wait a week. Unbeknownst to me, she had already said it to me, in Spanish. I don't speak Spanish, so it went over my head.

However, I had also told her A&W Root Beer was one of my most favoritest things in the world. BUT, there is only one way to properly consume it: In a frosted mug. Shortly after I advised her of this, I came over to pick her up for a date. She took me into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and pulled out a 2 liter bottle of it. I thought AWWW, that's sweet.

But then she got a mischievous look in her eyes, reached into the freezer, and pulled out a mug she had frosted.....just for me.

She stood there with bottle in one hand, mug in the other, and had a "what do you think of THAT, big boy?" look on her face. I looked into her beautiful blue eyes, and something happened to me that NEVER happens to me-I was speechless. But at that same instant, something else happened to me...I fell madly, passionately in love with her.

I figgered any Woman who would do that for me, was a KEEPER.
I kept my promise, I waited a week, but finally said it. She of course cried.
You know, we've been married almost 24 years, and as I look back I ask myself if I love her as much today as I did then? Honestly, I can't say I do. No, I love her a WHOLE LOT more.....But just a LITTLE bit less than I will tomorrow.
Top that one, guys.

Jim