“I’d never been with anyone like Marlboro Man. He was attentive--the polar opposite of aloof--and after my eighteenth-month-long college relationship with my… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“We danced to John Michael Montgomery’s “I Swear.” We cut the seven-tiered cake, electing not to take the smear-it-on-our-faces route. We visited… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“So…,” I began. Was it just a high school thing? Or worse, I imagined, is it just that I’m not and never… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“ Was it just a high school thing? Or worse, I imagined, is it just that I’m not and never will be… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Eric, my German hairdresser, was waiting for me in the large dressing room upstairs. He’d cut my auburn hair since I was… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“The only thing I knew about pickups was this: growing up, I always inwardly mocked the couples I saw who drove around… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“ What am I? Chopped liver? Is there some specific reason he never pulls me over close to him as we drive… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“He walked me to the door--the same one to which I’d been escorted many times before by pimply high school boys and… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“What else haven’t you told me?” I thought for a minute. “Actually, yes…there is,” I replied, pausing to consider my words carefully, “I eat… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
Butter, cream, and bacon. That's such a great foundation right there. — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“More and more, I began helping around the homestead. I learned to operate my John Deere mower so I could keep the yard around… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I walked proudly out of the church, the new wife of Marlboro Man. When we exited the same doors through which my dad and… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“When we arrived at the wedding at Marlboro Man’s grandparents’ house, I gasped. People were absolutely everywhere: scurrying and mingling and sipping champagne and… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“What is it?” I asked, pasting a magazine photo of a football--found in an old Seventeen magazine spread--on my beloved’s collage. “Well, a bunch… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“When I arrived, I immediately saw the mother of an ex-boyfriend, the kind of ex-boyfriend that would make you want to look as good… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“At times the differences concerned me. Could I ever be with a man who’d never, in his entire life, eaten sushi? Could I, a… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“You did not do my homework assignment for me,” he said, grabbing the collage again and looking it over. “I had insomnia,” I said.… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I couldn’t bear the thought of a ham sandwich. Imagining milk trickling down my esophagus almost sent me over the edge. Even the saltines… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Marlboro Man picked me up the next evening, exactly one month before our wedding day. Our evening apart had made the heart grow fonder,… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I’ll send the nurse in here in a minute, okay?” Waste of time , I thought. “Okay, but…do you think there’s anything we can… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
