Steverino's wicked wifey is up to no good...

Selemat you brilliant freaking piece of work...

I met my wife by accident. A classic case of being in the wrong place at the right time. I took a trip to hang out with some amigos in Denver. I had recently sworn off any serious relationships after having been through the ringer the previous year. So, when this blue-eyed joyful soul crossed my path, I was not expecting to fall for her. Within a short time, I knew I wanted to keep the conversation rolling...

I was leaving at the end of the week so I asked if I could call her. And, I did every day for over 100 days straight.

Fast-forward a few months and I'm on a plane from Kentucky to Texas, heading to her folks' place for the first time.

Little did I know I was walking straight into a trap.

I arrive just before dinner where I'm greeted at the door by my future wife, her parents, and golden retriever. After stashing my bags in the guest room, we sit down to what her mom believes is my favourite meal...

Spaghetti. 

I hate spaghetti...

It's a texture thing. (I know first-world problems right?!)

Anyways, I look over at my wicked future wifey and she's not making eye-contact. Her mom was delighted that I loved spaghetti. This was a test. And, I was for damn sure not going to fail. 

I ate two plates that night...

Yessir. Steverino can hang with the best of them...

I should have known then, that life with this wild woman was going to be an adventure...

The point of this little story (other than the obvious fact that women can't be trusted) is that you have to be prepared to stomach a lot in life when you're fighting for something you love. 

Not everything is beer and skittles. 

Nope.

Not even close.

In fact, any worthwhile journey is going to be filled with trials and suffering. 

I can promise you that my friend.

Just something to think about on your commute today.

Here's to fighting for something (or someone) worthwhile...

Steve Knox


PS. I'm hosting a meeting of the minds in Sydney the first week of May...

Pay your own way dinner for intelligent folks wanting to share what we're learning...

Good food, good people, and great conversation...

Reply to this email if you're interested.