2004/2005. Husband and I had just moved in together in Seattle, a new city to us both. We were going through the growing pains of moving past the 18 months we were broken up AND getting used to the idiosyncrasies of someone you share a small apartment with.
We had driven up to Northgate Target and as we pulled into a parking space Queen’s “Fat Bottom Girls” came on the radio. We sat in the car and belted out the entire thing, then went into the store like nothing happened. Finding someone who will belt out Queen with you in a parked car without batting an eye? That’s when you know you picked the right one.