We weren’t in our usual seats for the first half of Saturday’s match up against UTEP. We left our friends in section 119 sit with some friends who had extra tickets (imagine that: extra tickets for an 8:00 pm kick against a non-conference opponent). All that to say we weren’t with our usual crowd.
Mr. Gray headed down to get me some hot chocolate, and I felt a hand on my back, “How long have y’all been married?” she asked, clearly expecting my answer to be less than a year or so.
I did a little math in my head and finally came up with, “Oh, seven or eight years.” (I never know how old I am, either, if that helps.)
Astonished, she exclaimed, “And he still winks at you?” She continued, but I didn’t really hear her. I was still trying to figure out when he winked at me. How did I miss that?
When Mr. Gray returned with the hot chocolate (with an extra for the wife of a seat-mate he made friends with when we got there–he’s just that kind of guy) I told him the story.
His response? “I winked at you?” HAHA! The Grays, keepin’ it hot one wink (or not) at a time!