Lately people have been stopping me to mention they haven’t seen a Brittany story in awhile. They seem worried we have had some kind of falling out.

I tell them the truth: that she has a fairly serious guy in her life right now and I don’t want to say anything that might embarrass him.

To the person, they told me not to worry about that.

So here goes!

He is southern. Very Southern! He calls me Miss Nancy.

He is two years older then Brittany. Unfortunately for him his birthday is May 9th and hers is May 10th, so this year at midnight she told him, “Ok, your done. My turn!” And that will probably never change.

When she moved to Charleston she felt the need to have a second job to try and pay down some debt, so started working an extra 15 or 20 hours a week at Jersey Mikes. He is a part owner of two Jersey Mikes in Charleston, so that makes him her boss. (Good luck with that!)

He is a dog person, so therefore she is a dog person and I am becoming a dog person!
They now have two. And I get daily pictures and stories about them. This has actually been good for me though because it’s opened my world up quite a bit. I never paid that much attention to dogs before and now I’ve found – well, they’re everywhere! And they have personalities! And some of them are really cute!

He apparently used to be quite frugal; saving money to buy into more stores. Until he met Brittany. Now he spends with abandon on dinners out, movies and of course the dogs. This too will probably never change. And I suppose it didn’t help that one of the dogs ate his wallet. There went some more money…

He puts up with long phone calls home to the parents with much patience, knowing full well she’s telling me everything he says and does. Just like she used to tell her teachers everything about me.

OK, I know what you’re thinking. But she started it!

The final thing I’ve learned about him? He makes her happy and seems to take good care of her.

That’s what I care about the most, and although I can’t speak for him, I’m not embarrassed in the least about that!