We ended up referring to our upcoming marriage as our business transaction. He does, after all, gain access to my bank accounts...which are depleted due to grad school, so let's hope he's not marrying me for my money. Nonetheless, I am his sugar mama (from the mouth of Evan Lewis...and he would know). :)
Now that I think about it, I'm pretty sure Mark did offer my Dad 15 cows for me (beat that Mahana!). He said we were going to the roundup down on his family's ranch and we could get the cows there. Then again, I think he said he would find the sickly ones or something so that they wouldn't be missed. So there you have it...I am worth 15 frail and bedraggled cows. I've never felt so special in all of my life.
