The look of glee on Ching's face wasn't matched until he became Mr. Jude Carlson-Wang.

Ching doesn't wear his wedding ring on the weekend.  We both have attractive colleagues that are of the opposite sex.  Both of us take for granted this part of our relationship..we are simply not jealous..and we are committed to our family and each other.  Over the past 13 years together..it has been an odd non-issue.

I felt this about Ching seven months into our relationship.  One Sunday night as I met him at his apartment, he was bursting with joy to tell me what he did the previous Friday.  (Ironically, his outing was on Good Friday..I don't think Jesus had this in mind, Ching)  When Ching and I started dating, he was a financial software consultant at Oracle.  Typically he was at a different work location every few days.  This Friday brought Ching to Providence.  He had told me about this city before..not for the fine institution of Providence College or the food of Federal Hill but for the amazing establishment called The Foxy Lady.  Not to sugar coat it..this is a strip club.  (I have been to female strip clubs. I am actually quite intrigued and have this urge to get up there on stage..to Def Leppard's Pour Some Sugar on Me.  I have given it some thought..)

He shows me a Polaroid photo of what happened on that Friday.  When Ching visited the FL, Jenna Jameson was there.  He was pretty freakin' excited.  First, let us imagine what Ching Wang was wearing.  It was lunch during his work day..he had on pressed khakis, a button down and navy blazer.  He forgot to take off his id lanyard...in the photo it kind of looks like a camera. Bluntly, he does resemble a tourist. Jenna and some blond minion are on either side of him.  Naked...there were boobs and beavers a plenty.  Ching's head is not small. But in this picture with Jenna on one side and the minion on the other, his head is quite small.  (It is like a pumpkin patch.) This is what I see..boob, boob, glowing Ching, boob, boob...the look of glee on Ching's face wasn't matched until he became Mr. Jude Carlson-Wang.

The best part was the caption that they wrote on the white border of the Polaroid.."To Ching..So Hot..."  (Really?  He must have told them of his spreadsheet prowess.)  Ching volunteers this picture.  Part of me is intrigued why he would show me this..the other part of me is filling with snark to reminisce on another day. (I have always been this way.)

CCW:  "I wanted to show you because it was so awesome..and you are my friend and girlfriend..and I didn't want to hide anything..how awesome is this? Look..it's Jenna Jameson. They were pretty cool too."

This was my man.  I couldn't explain it at that time and still can't explain it but while he went to see a porn star I knew he was mine for life.