Might as well keep going with the explanations

It's true. I have 2 husbands. This is the other one. This is the "Adam" of Colby Adam. Rob and Adam have been friends since childhood. They practically grew up in each other's houses. I didn't really get to know Adam until after Rob and I moved back to Nova Scotia after being in Newfoundland for 2 years. Up until that point, he was the guy in the navy that called 2 times from BC on New Years. Once when it was midnight our time and then again 3 hours later and loaded drunk when it was midnight in BC. He came back to visit when we moved home and lived on our couch for a week. Again, remember I didn't really know this guy, and I was newly married. I walked out to my livingroom one day and there he is sound asleep in nothing but tight black undies. And he was really buff and tanned back then, being a Navy man and all. Only Adam. As much as we laugh about it, it just goes to show how comfortable he was around me. (I'm letting myself believe that, and not that Adam just didn't give a sweet damn, which really is closer to the truth). It was about a year or so later that he moved home for good, and back to my couch. He stayed with us for about a month and then although he had his own place he still managed to spend a fair amount of time on my couch. I'm not sure exactly when he started introducing me as his wife to people, but it was probably around then. (To complicate matters further, when Colby was born his mother became "Gramma Jeannine", which produced many puzzled stares when she would take him for the day and show off her "grandson", as everyone knew neither of her sons had children. ) Then came his -n-his quads (see here), which really sealed the deal for all of us. The best was when I would call his office to leave him a message that said "Please tell Adam to call his wife at home". He would still be laughing when he called me back. It didn't take the secretary long to recognize my voice after that.

He's a fantastic guy who is like a brother to Rob and is Uncle Adam to my boys. He was our first visitor when we moved to the North, and the one who was there for us when we went back home. And I know if he showed up here tomorrow he'd have a Tim Horton's coffee just the way I like it.