It was the summer of love for me. I fell for a handsome, pudgy man. I love his chubby cheeks, and the way he squished his face up to watch TV. Then one day I had forgot to fill the tank up and I was stranded. I realized even if (okay so I was thinking when) we got married, what if he got sick I would need a profession, something better than my job. So I started doing going to one of those medical transcriptionist schools. We did wind up getting married, soon after we were married, and I am financially set up.