  Sunday, December 26, 2010  My First Marriage  My best friend,
Faith, wrote this when I was still at the University of Northern
Iowa finishing up my Bachelors degree and she was at Mankato
State working on her Masters degree.  It was written circa
1989-1990.   Love You Like A Boy by F.E.Wagoner  I married you a
long time ago, some time after you hated me for being smart and
barging into the trivia game, sometime after you shot me in the
back with chocolate ice cream, some day later than the night you
slapped me across the face and I ran back to the room, hid in a
toilet stall crying and hurting knowing that your fingers
autographed my cheek and I would have to explain to my roommates
and hate you for a day or two.  I married you after we decided
that we were different from the others. We liked to drink and
slam dance (mildly) and rebel against the Barbie dolls in our
hall who liked Top 40, spent 20 minutes in the shower while we
waited, cold and sleepy, spent hours primping and curling and
teasing before the