the night I met my husband
Sometime in the summer of 2001, I was set up on a blind date with my Brother's friend/ co-worker. We decided to meet at my parents house since my brother would be there to "introduce" us for the first time. When he showed up, he joked that he was worried I would look like my brother with long hair. We went to City Walk which was a little awkward because it was an hour long drive and I wasn't sure what to say. I had been in a previous 2 year relationship and was really new to "dating" considering I had never really "dated" in high school (that's a whole other story). The day was ok. We had lunch, a few drinks and headed back on another hour long drive back home. He wanted to take me to a movie but I had plans to hang out with my cousin's and some of their friend's, so I told him I would see what we had planned for the night and if there were no real plans I would call him so we could meet for a movie.
After my date, I drove to my cousin's house where they were with some friends, playing ping pong. They wanted to know all about my blind date and joked about how the guy gave me a rose and thought that was so old fashioned and that guys should give girl's a bag of chips instead. Because whether the date goes good or bad, at least you can enjoy the bag of chips afterwards, but the rose will just die. What can I say... we were young!
I was having fun with my cousin's and friends and decided I would stay with them for the night. Plus there was a cute boy there that I hadn't seen before. He was adorable, 2 years younger than me and kind of shy... ok REALLY shy... but he laughed when he accidentally hit me with a ping pong...
Yup, that was my future husband
(no, we were NOT this cozy the night we met)
Ok, so only that last tiny paragraph was about "us" but that's really how that night went.
I look forward to sharing more of our story in the future.
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