Smokin' Hot

Last night, presented a clash of two of my loves. Socialising and the Hawks. The latter came second on the night, (but thankfully not on the scoreboard)
Nicole and I shared dinner with 3 married couples, their children and a cavoodle.
The kids ages ranged from about 4 through to 11. 
"So guys, you'll be using tonight as a form of contraception then?" one of the gang quipped to us with a laugh.
And you have to say, when all kids were at full tilt screaming as they played "catch the cavoodle" in the house, Nic and i certainly considered the previous comment as spot on.
Then came the doozie that flips that thought on its head.
Young Oscar was in fine form, and commented, "when i grow up up, I can get a girlfriend, that's gonna be sick!"
"Will she be smokin hot?" one of the guys threw back.
Then as quick as a flash, he answered: "Nah....she can't be a girl who smokes, that's bad for you!"
And with that, we all erupted in laughter, as him mother quietly explained to him in a simple, delicate way what smokin hot meant in 8 year old terms..."very nice, pretty lady".
And of course, he then said she has to be smokin hot.
Gazing at the calendar from a couch eye view, today marks 11 months to the day Nicole and I get married. You can confidently say one of us will look smokin' hot that day. The time will fly from here until then, but we're enjoying the preparation. 
That word preparation though means much more than just listing down guests, venue, music, and finding "that" dress. 
You're preparing as a person too. It's a major step in life for a young couple who dream of where life will take them. But that step, is not individual, it's one taken together, for one another. 
Look ahead ten years from now, and hopefully we will be lucky enough to have that big house, be surrounded by friends, and kids reeling off random comments that reminds you of how great life is in its simplest form. 
Last night to us was a glimpse at that future perhaps.
Today though, as we research the honeymoon, I can guarantee you one thing, there'll be a few moments spent googling "where to buy a cavoodle puppy" instead of what region to visit in France.