Two "peas" in entirely different "pods"

My wife, Kristy, and myself have been together for a "long" time now, at least to hear her say it. I guess that neither of us knows the actual date of our first date, but we do both remember the "date" itself. We were both recently divorced at the time, and she lived in town, where she was struggling to raise three kid's on her own, and as for myself, I lived in the country, where I also had three kids, who were struggling to raise me. Kristy worked at "Dales" supermarket, and always managed to be in the beer aisle of the store when I came in after work for refreshments, which I found to be quite strange anyway, as she was the head of the "deli". She later admitted that this was not really that much of a coincidence, and that if she would have been in the "cottage cheese" aisle, we would have likely never met! The first time I actually had a meaningful conversation with her, (in the beer aisle, of course), was when it was my youngest son, Nathan's birthday, and like a normal single dad would do, I remembered it right after I got off of work, on the day of it. After conveying my message of incompetence to Kristy, she not only agreed to "whipping up" a birthday cake seriously fast, but also offered to bring her three kids and herself out to the farm to help celebrate it, which turned out to be the beginning of, once again, according to my wife, a very long relationship. We taught each other, as well as each others kids, many valuable life skills that are still in use today! Kristy taught me and my kids how to prepare meals from "store-bought" meat, and that the tub of flour in the freezer was actually considered to be "food-stuff" by many other Americans, and could be used to make bread, gravy, and even noodles! I, on the other hand, taught Kristy and her kids how to shoot a coyote out of the window of my truck, while driving at very high speeds through "posted" property and drinking beer. Kristy taught my children to be "polite", whereas I taught hers to speed around the farm somewhat uncontrollably on a go-kart! Kristy basically taught about such trivial things as manners, honesty, and cleanliness, while I taught the more "important" skills, such as fishing, hunting, driving, drinking, drinking and driving, and drinking and driving while hunting and trolling for fish because you're driving too close to the water anyway, as well as how to build a "Man's" campfire. In the end, this turned out to be somewhat of a stable atmosphere from which to raise the children, all of whom are doing well! The only problem is that now we have 13 grand-children, and I'm almost too old to spring into action with my aged ideas anymore, but my wife's values tend to remain the same, and she will most likely enforce her beliefs on them long before they're old enough to shoot coyotes from the relative safety of a speeding pickup truck and spit tobacco. I only hope that she doesn't teach a bunch of "good manners" and such to the male grand-children, or teach them such foolish things as being patient while waiting for cookies in the oven. I want football players and fighters! Even though we're in the same "pod", my wife is the "sweet-pea"!