On the romance theme..how did you meet your partner?

[juliette]

Since romance has been the theme of the last few weeks....how did you meet your partner/significant other?

I'll tell the Chris and I story...

I was actually living with somebody but the relationship was more comfortable than serious (we'd both had tragic relationships before and were enjoying our time together but knew we would never marry or take the relationship further). A girlfriend and I decided at the spur of the moment to go see a band called "Great Big Sea" play at historic Fort York in downtown Toronto. Well, it was one of those festival type events where you sit on blankets and see many different bands over an afternoon/evening.

Well, no sooner did my girlfriend and settle down on our blanket than I spotted this tall, gorgeous grey haired guy two blankets ahead of us sitting with a tiny woman. You could tell from their dynamic that they were "just friends". I turned to my friend Tara and said "he's mine". She was shocked - not only because of the boyfriend at home, but that I could just decide out of the blue like that. Sure enough, as the afternoon went on, I saw this guy Newfie step dancing to Great Big Sea...danced my way over to him and started talking. Well, it took Chris about four hours to figure out that he was getting "picked up" - I'm not that subtle - he's just a slow study ;)

Well, at the end of the concert - we didn't want to stop talking, so went to a bar for a beer (my girlfriend had long since gone home), then when the bar closed we went and sat on the beach overlooking the lake until dawn, then went to a diner for breakfast, and I finally dropped him back at his apartment at 9:30 the next morning (19 1/2 hours of talking later!). By the end of that night we realized how much we had in common and how well suited to each other we really were!

I went home, waited for my "boyfriend" to come home from a business trip later on that day. He stepped out of his car, I was waiting on the doorstep and bluntly said "I've met the man I'm going to marry, I'm moving out next week". To give Ward credit, his response was "Congratulations, I just want you to be happy".

That was July 10, 1999. Chris and I moved in together in November of that year were engaged October 10, 2000 and were married on September 2, 2001. This proves to me that love at first site exists and that you can find your perfect "soul mate" - just have to go to the right concerts!

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v354/juliettesaunders/gettingmarriedbw6-22.jpg

[Me&DappledDuo]

Oh, with all this LOVE- you'd think it was the middle of February, instead of the spooky holiday! :D

Beautiful story, Juliette- and I DO love that picture of you two. :luvlove:

There are more stories I want to hear... so I'll spill a few more details. Bob was the first DBBer I "met". He'd posted to another board I was on, and somehow- he'd mentioned the DBB. He was my first "welcome" (of which- there were a SHAMEFULLY few number, btw... tsk tsk)- wanna SEE (http://www.dachsie.org/vbb/showthread.php?t=6373) ? Yes, I was in another relationship. A serious (and incredibly dull) relationship. But I had a puppy-crush on Blazeman, anyway (anyone who's seen me teasing him over the past year HAD to know!). :)

We got closer after I joined the Mod team- and even closer after I was Super-Modded (thanks, M&J!). We started PMing each other silly things during the day- and instant messaged almost nightly over the summer- just buddies. X and I broke up in early August, and though in NO WAY did I PLAN on Bob (after all- there's an entire country between FL and OH :()... just knowing guys like him were OUT there made any pain over the breakup little more than a blip. People were really concerned by my (perhaps viewed as a little innapropriate, given the circumstances) jolly mood! :lol:

Then, he sweetly handled my EXTREME nervousness as hurricane Charley approached- we IM'd during his business trips (that's when I started to REALLY lay on the flirting ;)) and the hours long nightly phone calls started.

So, things were a mess around me- hurricane after hurricane, X was a total pain in the rear to live with, the 8 month old house began to fall apart (a tiny pipe leak in the foundation took 2 months to fix, and ruined the entire bottom floor's carpet- I lived with soggy puddles, foot wide holes in the concrete and ripped up carpet for WEEKS, and the plumbers who were trying to locate the problem kept screwing OTHER stuff up- the washing machine, no hot water for 5 days...), a car wreck, a lost pupper- but because of Bob... I couldn't go 10 minutes without smiling! :D

The beautiful roses in the background of my profile picture? Part of TWO DOZEN he sent to me, just to cheer me up. There are a lot of guys gunning for him at my job now- when the women saw that bouquet, it kind of raised the bar a bit ! :luvlove:

So... though it may be "news" to a few members- LOTS has been going on in the background. Bob and I will be together again in exactly THIS (www.blazeman.com) much time. Yay!!!!!!!

Now... I want MORE stories!!!!

[Orchid Crazy]

Too cute Chrissie!!!

Hubby and I met at work. I had been in a pretty bad, deadend, nasty relationship for years and had pretty much decided it would be just me and my cats. I learned lots from that time alone though, you can't be friends or be happy with someone else unless you can live with yourself. It was a great 'get to know myself' time. I used to see this guy at work for a couple of years. He'd be there, then he'd be gone. I never could figure out where he worked or why he would disappear. Followed him out to his car one day, he had the GREATEST touchie!! and still does BTW, to see him get into a small truck with New Brunswick license plates, not a common thing in Connecticut! I was in a friends cubby one day and in he walked! I wanted to crawl under the cubby, I was so embarrassed! Never had someone tweaked my heart so much! I emailed my friend afterward, wanted to know who this guy was since Eric seemed familiar with him. Geek forwarded off my message to Calvin, I was so thoroughly embarrassed I left work for the day! After, of course, threatening Eric that I was going to make a eunic out of him. (Didn't - fixed him up with the realtor from when we bought our house while I was expecting child #2).

Calvin and I emailed each other back and forth for about a month. He was still married, but seperated, working in CT while soon to be ex was still in New Brunswick but moving back to Newfoundland. They had filed seperation papers, were waiting for the court to declare themselves officially divorced. Reason I saw him and then he would disappear was because he was a consultant and doing lots of IT work over in Italy, Switzerland, etc. We took the plunge one Saturday of meeting when he showed up at work knowing I would be there. Being alone, no social life, I spent lots of time working on weekends. I almost died when he showed up in my office! To make things worse, like I wasn't nervous enough, while shoving my hands up inside the sweatshirt I was wearing (nervous) I discovered a dryer sheet in my sleeve. I was terrified to move or get up thinking it would fall out of my clothing!

Anyway, from there we started meeting, going on little rides together, I finally went to his house although I wouldn't take my shoes off. Had my doubts about him, but they were all silly. That December, about a month after we had met, I was going in for surgery on my sinuses. Needed it, decided to bite the bullet after an 18 month battle with infections, decided to have the surgery instead of spending Christmas with my family. Calvin took care of me for weeks, pig nose and all, it didn't seem to matter to him. He left for Newfoundland, to have Christmas with his family, and we had a little celebration together. He gave me a set of Calphalon cookware, something I had mentioned wanting for ages, but told me I couldn't use it till we found a place of our own. In January I moved in with him (totally against my very religious upbringing - it was quite a stir!) and then we found a place of our own. He proposed after he asked for my hand from my father, who sarcastically responded (isn't that a bit backwards?), but was thrilled with my choice of spouses. My husband is very much like my father, the man I most admire in life.

We got married in May 1996, I got pregnant in September 1996 and gave birth to our first child in June 1997. We now have our own home and three little ones as we added on in February 1999 and then surprisingly in November 2000. We grew again when I HAD to adopt 2 feline sisters after losing our last cat (we started out with 4 together) in February and not being able to stand not having an animal in the house. We added on again when my oldest decided he HAD to have 2 lizards, then again after I badgered my husband for months on end to add Buddy. Now, of course, I am after doxie #2. ") No more kids for us. I turn 40 in March, am just getting out of 7 years of diapers, but would be willing to work on potty training another pupper.

We are much alike in that we are loners for the most part, we enjoy each others company more than anyone elses. We are best friends, soul mates, I truly believe my husband is the man God made for me that my mother used to tell me about as a young girl. He was out there, he had to travel far from Newfoundland, we both went through many bad times, but each experience added on to the personalities we would take into our marriage. I am a true believer in love that is just meant to be. I knew it and Calvin knew it and we jumped on it when everyone else would have thought we were crazy for jumping in so soon. We kept our relationship quiet, no one at work knew except for a few special people and it was quite a shock to my boss when I asked him for the next 2 days off so I could get married. We did it small, just my parents and his sister to stand up for us, had a nice meal and then went off for a week to Jumby Bay Island (check it out - it's incredible!) that was a dream honeymoon. We decided on a honeymoon for us over a big wedding, never liked all the fuss, and I will never regret the storybook place we went to.

So that's my story! BTW, Juliette, I love Great Big Sea!!! We saw them live when we went to Halifax (before kids) for the Buskers (sp???) festival!

[blueyezz74]

I got a phone call from one of my friends that I hadn't talked to much at the time. She said let's go out Saturday to a local bar to see a band play because her husband was working. I had nothing going on so I said ok. I get another call the next day from another friend saying, "I think Missy is trying to set you up!" I told her oh well, let's see what happens. On saturday when my friend called to confirm she told me that her husband's friend might come hang out with us since he's got nothing to do.

The whole night I sat on one side of her and he sat on the other side. When we went to the ladies room she told me to talk to him!!! So when we got back I stood next to him and we started to talk. One of my guy friend's showed up and was hanging with us and asked if that was my new BF. I told him probably. LOL

When we left he walked us out and we exchanged numbers. He then kissed me goodbye. Te next afternoon I called him and we went to see a movie that night.

That was March 17, 2002 and I'm glad I went out that night!!!

P.S. Yes, the ring will be coming soon. He is hording money and talking about saving for our wedding and honeymoon. He even sold one of his motorcycles.

[FOREVER A DAXIE]

Anyhow, I met my husband to be, in Calgary at the Greyhound Bus Depot ~ where he was working. Yes, true story. We met Labor Day Long Weekend in 1983. I say he smiled at me first. He says I smiled at him first. He DID come and sit down beside me. We talked and we exchanged numbers. I was smitten with this Blonde Haired, Blue Eyed, Rosy Cheek Fellow. We started dating and moved in with each other the following year.

We were married June 22, 1985 in Vancouver, B.C. where I'm from. I was all of 20. He was just 22. I'm sure people had bets on us but we knew it was meant to be. We didn't see the point of 'dating' or living together for another 5 years just to be the 'respectable' age!! to get married. 19 years later here we are. For our 20th Anniversary next June I believe we'll have a BIG BASH!

We have two kids - we waited on purpose 8 years of marriage before having the 'lil ones. They are now 9 & 11. Girl & Boy.

BTW - My Grandma met my Grandfather ON a Greyhound Bus!! I'm not kidding. They met in Calgary both travelling back to Vancouver.

I love my husband more today than I did the day we got married. I look quite young so when I tell people how long we've been married they usually think I'm pulling their leg. :hug2:

[quavec]

Oh wow! I love these kind of stories! Well, here is mine. Not quite as romantic as compared to some of these, but it makes me smile and believe.

John & I went to HS together. Very small school compared to most (approx 700 total). I dated a guy on and off through most of it but it was not a happy time for me. John in the mean time had earned the reputation of "party guy" and was too social for me. Every Friday in the commons area a coffee jar would be passed around for the keg that would be at JohnJohn's house. His kind of partying and mine were different so we didn't meet up much except passing in the hallways. I graduated and began college. He went into the Marine Corps. I became friends w/a girl and what a coincidence, she was his girlfriend. He had always been nice to me in HS so I often asked how he was doing in the MC (shocked that he had joined the military). She would keep me updated and I would "hook" her up w/guys at clubs. Yes, I helped her cheat on him. She told me they had an understanding (this meshed w/how he was in HS so I didn't think anything of it). He got out of the service, found out about her, broke up w/her and came to the gas station Iworked at. I confessed my part in it. He said no big deal and we began hanging out. Just buddies at first. Talking about old times and how stupid we were and how lucky we and many of our "friends" were to be alive. NEVER in our wildest dreams did we think we would fall in love and get married. He was the Bad Boy/Party guy of our school and I was the outcast/misfit. Ten years later we are still together and have two wonderful kids and two nutty doxies. Whenever we run into old schoolmates, they are amazed we are together and have lasted this long.

I always tell people that I am amazed at how quickly we can grow up and mature w/the right kind of love surrounding us.

[Schnitzel's Mom]

A friend and I were making plans to go to Italy for a vacation. About a few weeks after looking into it, she finked out and decided to go to Sweden with another friend. I was so livid that I decided that I was not going to wait around for people, so I looked into going to Greece on my own. I was a Ancient Art History major in college, so it was high time I went to see everything.

I didn't want to completely go by myself, but wanted the option to hang out with people. I settled on 2 tours from Contiki--a cruise through the Greek islands and Turkey, and a land tour through mainland Greece in May 2001. I had "met" on message boards my roommates for both tours, so I felt pretty comfortable already. The first trip was the cruise. The first night is a get-together dinner so you can meet everyone in your group. My roommates and I were the first ones downstairs. Then, Dave came down. He's from NYC and I was from DC. He was the smartest, funniest guy I had ever met. From that point on in the week-long trip, we were inseparable. He was not a weak personality, but not too strong. I am pretty hot-headed and he dealt with it perfectly. I knew about 2 days into it that he was "the one."

He had to go on to Amsterdam and I went on to my second tour. But, he emailed me that he missed me and that he wanted to come see me in DC. He called the day I got back home! He came down for Memorial Day and that's when the love was professed. :) I moved to NYC in December 2001. He proposed in April 2002 and we were married on May 3, 2003--2 years to the day that we first met.

Thanks guys. I am now smiling like a complete goofball at work.......

[Irminsul]

I snagged my mailman!

After getting out of a bad relationship I was living in a house with five room-mates. One of them (who also owned the house) was going to Alaska fro a six months internship. I took over watching the house, fish, plants and his jack russel girl Scooter. Of course I walked Scooter a few times a day (trying to slim her down, she was FAT), and Don was our mailman. He carried dog treats on his route, which Scooter found out quickly. She would spot him from far away and race to him, which made me follow, of course and chat...

I started timing the walks to meet him (he looks GREAT in uniform), found out marital status (divorced, two kids in Florida). First date was a car show, second date SixFlags....

Met in the Summer, moved in with him end of November, he proposed a year later, married the following year in September.

He is no longer a mailman, but I still love him! He must love me, because he lets me have two fish tanks and two dogs and fleas in bed (which I'm trying to get rid off..ich...). That's love, because he's a cat person!

So, that's our story. :wavey:

[juliette]

Awwww...these are all such fantastic stories! Everyone has met in such unique and interesting ways! Thanks so much for sharing them with us!!!!

[Anatresia]

I worked at Media Play in college as a head cashier (customer service person- very, very crappy middle management retail job- I hated it). A coworker named Jeff and I became good friends. He was funny and extremely smart and very nice, so we started hanging out together outside of work. I was dating a jerk at the time and had been for four years and we'd all hang out together. One day, Jeff brought his brother Paul to a social gathering and Paul snuck me beer (I was three months shy of 21). He was like a funnier version of Jeff, without that nice sensitive guy thing that Jeff had going- I prefer manly men who are macho with a sensitive interior. Anyway, we all became good friends. I remember telling Jeff, "I adore your brother" and thinking, "man, I never used that word before!!!" I set him up with one of my friends because I thought that Paul was too good to be single. My relationship died finally and I left the old boyfriend for Paul, whom my friend had dumped. My friend, who claimed she didn't even like Paul and broke it off with him by bringing her new boyfriend out with us, hasn't spoken to me since (which shows her character). In fact, I lost all of my high school friends over this relationship, as they all sided with my ex. It was worth it, though. I remember looking at him one day, even before the breakups, thinking, "I could spend my whole life with this guy". We weren't even dating, but it was a moment of clarity for me. He is the most stereotypical, yet intriguing, guy I've ever known. I remember he once said, "You and I- we're family now. This is it- you can never stop loving your family." Even before the engagement, or before we lived together, he accepted me so fully into his life. And his brother, my close friend from college, will soon be my brother-in-law. How cool is that?

We're getting married July 10th, 2005 and I can't wait. I don't even care about the wedding itself, just the fact that we'll be married (well, I do care about the honeymoon- I love travelling!)

Not the most exciting love story, but it's so real that I don't even care.

[prayzpaws]

Such great and *interesting* stories - I love it!

I met my hubbie when I decided to take flying lessons at my local airport (in RI). It had been something that had been on my mind to do for several years and finally I decided to begin. I went down and signed up for my first lesson for the next day. I don't know how they parcel customers out to the instructors but I was "assigned" to Steven. I began lessons in June and we were officially going out by December. We were part of a group of students and instructors who would get together regularly and hit the local pub so we knew each other pretty well. And of course, all those sunset flights in a small two-seater plane didn't hurt either! On one of our first dates, we rented a plane and he flew us to Nanucket for their annual Crhistmas stroll. We were married in 1998 and he got his first airline job right after that. We had a daughter in 1999 and our first dachshund in Feb. of this year. Today, we live just outside of Cincinnati (but long for our New England roots). I haven't finished my flying lessons but I got something more amazing instead.

[red haired girl]

True story: I picked him up in a bar. It's been 14 years. Seems like yesterday :muchlove:

[alfina]

I was in my final year at med school in Russia when we first "met" online with Kim. I was one of the very few lucky Russians with Internet access back then in 1995 because my dad used it for work. We met through a paypal site. We emailed back and forth for some time and were amazed how much alike we were in so many ways. Kim was doing his PhD at the time and was living on a scholarship with 2 kids from previous marriage( he had full custody). I was getting ready for my finals and couldn't get time for emails as much. That's when he started calling me every morning to say "Good morning" and every night to say "Good night". That's with 10 hour time difference taken in consideration and back then crazy international rates. Then, he mailed me a Valentine card and hidden a golden necklace with a diamond heart charm. I was shocked it didn't get stolen in the mail ( it was rather small but still ) and that's when he first told me ( wrote in the card) that he loved me. Crazy, huh? We haven't even met in person at the time. My parents kept telling me that he had to be a spy from FBI! Mind the cold war just ended. Later I found out that Kim's mother was telling him the same thing about me. Hahaha!

Summer of 1996 I was working as an interpreter for an international company and traveled a lot. We decided that I should come and we would finally meet in person. I had my residency lined up back home and had to report back in 3 weeks. But I never went back. We got married in January of 1998. We didn't have a wedding because none of our parents could make the trip. I finally went home to visit in 2002, 6 years after I left.

We did have our share of problems due to cultural differences but we worked through it .

[Kim H.]

Well, not QUITE literally true, but close enough. We initially met in college (1987) at a music fraternity party - I was a freshman music ed. (woodwinds) major, and he was a sophomore french horn player in the pledge class with one of my friends. I thought he was fascinating and the best-looking guy I had ever seen. Went to a music conference shortly after breaking up with my high school boyfriend, about 2 months later. My best friend and I were assigned (not sure why we were so lucky) to a REALLY NICE condo at the resort - it was HUGE... fireplace, video game, big jacuzzi-style tub. As fate would have it, my friend and I and Kirk and this guy my friend was flirting with ended up at the condo and somebody said "Hey, let's take a bubble bath in the tub!"

We made some White Russians (excuse me Olga, kind of a non-PC cocktail name!! but tasty) and threw in anything that would bubble (my friend's peach shampoo... dish soap... etc.) and had a great time. We all had bathing suits on and nothing happened - but all the other students figured SOMETHING must have, which made us all semi-legendary. :D We never got a condo room like that again, but I kept the guy. :heart:

We have been "officially" married since 1996. I couldn't have done better - he is still good-looking, and fascinating, and loves our dachsie girls.

[MARTHA]

I love these true stories with happy endings! Thanks J for starting this thread.

[quavec]

Wow! These stories are great! I think I might right a book or something just about the DBB! :D My imagination is running wild here. Romance via the net. International intrigue.....I can picture Olga as a Russian Spy via 1930s and her man Kim a the American Spy she seduces! LOL! Have to find a way to throw the mailman, hottub frat party and internet all in there.......wouldn't be able to set it in the 30s then I guess....Keep the stories coming!

[SirOliversMom]

Darren and I met through a mutual friend and a mutual love of purebred Holstein cattle. Yes..you read that right. Cattle. He lived in Saskatchewan at the time and he happened to be in Ontario one Spring with a friend of mine. This friend of mine from Saskatchewan called and said he'd be coming through town and would I like to meet him and his best buddy for a drink at the bar. It was Saturday night and I said sure why not. Met them at the bar and soon after introductions, Darren and I became fast friends and quite tipsy too I might add! The next day (with a banging headache) I took them out on a small farm tour and sold Darren some cattle. I was in an on again, off again relationship at the time and Darren was married with kids. Nothing romantic there but he was the warmest, most real person I had ever met. We became friends through the cattle business. Him and his partner hired me to do an ad in the Holstein Journal and ultimately offered me the job of marketing their elite cattle. I went out to Saskatchewan to visit the farms and to party with my buddies. Ultimately, I turned down the job offer but I had already developed a friendship with Darren. Have you ever met someone and just "clicked" with that person? No searching for words or lack of laughs or, any kind of pretense? That was us. We had lots and lots in common except for our backgrounds..he was a Russian Mennonite and I was a French Catholic and oh yes there was the issue of our ages, I'm older than he is. But we enjoyed talking to each other and everything was cool cause we were just friends. About four years ago Darren and his now ex-wife split up and Darren got offered a great job in Ontario. He moved to Ontario (where I live) and within a few months asked me out on a "real" date with the "real" kiss at the end of it. I agreed but with great trepidation. He was already my best friend. I was afraid to lose my best friend for the sake of romance. It took a lot of convincing on his part and I know that he wasn't 100% sure himself that this wouldn't spoil things between us. I literally moaned that it would have been so much easier if he were gay! After our "date" we never looked back. Yes, we were best friends, we are still best friends, and yes, we still treat each other that way..with respect and loyalty and love. We have the most fun when we are together no matter where we are or who we're with. We have lived together now for 3 years and just recently bought a house together and adopted Oliver together...and who knows what could happen next? Whatever that is ... it could be next year.. :D

[Tasha's Mom]

Rich and I were both in college at the University of Wisconsin in Madison. I'd been working in the main branch of the library since I was 16, he started when he was in college (he's 2 1/2 years older than I am). I worked in the basement and he worked on the second floor. When I first saw him, I was interested, but then saw him with a blonde one day after work and that was that for a time. Then about 6 months later, when I was delivering something to his department and his back was turned, I pulled his ponytail (this was the late 1980's...). We started talking and taking breaks together. Our first real date was a practice session for the staff bowling team, but the lanes were league that night so we went to a movie (in a group) and played table tennis (just the two of us). The second date was on our own, a movie and pool, and talking till 2 in the morning. Within a month he was staying at my place more than his own, and I proposed to him after 4 1/2 months. We were married after he graduated college, in December 1990 (it took me another 4 years to finish) and will celebrate our 14th Anniversary in a few months. BTW, I was 20, he was 23. So people never believe we've been married for so long.

[FOREVER A DAXIE]

Great stories!! Jen, you and I were the same Young age when we got married!!!

[Sausage Mom]

Those are awesome stories! Rafi and I met at work. He was working in IT/IS at the time and had to spend a lot of time under my desk re-wiring stuff. After a week, he finally turn to me and said "I'm spending so much time on my knee here, I might as well just ask you to marry me now". I laughed so hard...

We were "just friends" for a while, but after about month, I knew that he was mine forever. We dated for about 2 years, then we were married September 7, 2001. Unfortunately about 14 months after we were married, I found out I had thyroid cancer and we had to go through a huge ordeal with that. I wound up getting an infection and had to have a second surgery, got a tracheotomy and almost died twice. But Rafi took a month off work and completely nursed me back to health, cleaning my injury multiple time a day etc... So not only did I get an awesome husband (who cooks), I got my very own :angel1: too, that takes great care of me! He definitely lived up to "in sickness and in health" vow!!

[Heidismom]

Rick and I went to the same high school. He had a crush on me (a silent one!) and would sneak into the counselors' office where I worked at noon. We were seniors, and I just knew this guy was continually coming in and seeing the sophomore counselor, but he was a senior. We even went to the same junior college, but Rick transferred after one semester so he could pursue architectural engineering. In September 2003, he found me on classmates.com, and sent me an email through them - he couldn't see my email and I couldn't see his. He asked me if I was the girl who sat in front of him in Doc Swain's sociology class - I wasn't, though - and I responded. We began emailing through classmates 4 to 5 times a day, then we exchanged real email addies, and began emailing 9 or 10 times a day and then began spending 4 to 5 hours a day on Instant Messenger. He came to meet me in early November, we got engaged on December 6, and got married February 7, 2004. We have a real Internet romance! Julia S.

[Joyce]

My friend wanted to stop by and see a friend of hers who owned a junk yard, so we did, my husband was there also. We met I was 19 he was 21 we went out on a double date. We dated 6 months, got engaged and was married three months later, just celebrate our 40th anniversary in Sept.

[svofcols]

I have a sister who is 14 yrs older than me. In 1990 I divorced. My sister decided that I needed to come out of my shell. We started going to a local bar on Friday nights. I was richochet rabbit, never could sit still and loved to dance. Sister? Shot down every guy who asked her to dance. One night after the umteenth shoot down, a guy in cowboy boots, pink shirt and cowboy hat walks over to the table. He dips his hat, looks at my sister and says - "S'cuse me Ma'am, see those guys over there? We've been watching you for awhile and it seems that you turn down every guy who asks you to dance. My buddies all bet me a beer that I couldn't get you to dance with me." OF course, she smiles politely and turns him down. Me being the mouth I am, I tell her "Look, the guy doesn't want to sleep with you or marry you - he wants to dance - go win him a beer." SHe gets up, dances with him. He pulls her chair out, gently guides her to the dance floor - perfect gentleman. I married him a year later!!!!We always get a kick out of the fact that she got the first dance but I got my knight in shining armour - oh okay - cowboy boots & hat!
Sandi

[quavec]

oooohhhhh Sandi! I LOVE your story! Hubby sounds SOOOOOO "Marlboromanish" ;)

[TDR11114]

Ya know, they say that highschool sweethearts usually dont last, but what do they know? I was working as an office aide , and my husband was getting kicked out of school! Yes, ladies and gents, you heard correctly, (and we will not say what my bad boy called the teacher ! ):blushie: Any ways, we met in 1983, and after that we stayed together, and got married in 1988. I married the proverbial bad boy, and he and I are opposits of each other, and to this day, him and I balance each other out very well. We have a beautiful 13 year old daughter together, and have been married almost 17 years.

[pipsqueak21]

John and I met in college. My best friend and I were driving around killing time because we were going to pick up her boyfriend at the train station. We drove down the "strip" and I spotted a guy (Kris) I knew from one of my classes. He was just standing outside one of the bars, so we went to go talk to him! By the time we went around the block, another (quite handsome) guy was with him. We talked to them for awhile, but then had to leave.

After that night, I hung out with John and Kris a few times. Then eventually, Kris stopped coming out with us! :razz:

[carpet gator]

Jeremy and I are highschool sweethearts...

I was 16 and in my Jr year of high school and was going through a very rebelious phase. It was a Friday night and a girlfriend and I decided to stay out all night- she told her mom she was staying the night at my house, and I told my parents I was staying the night with her. We met up with some other kids we knew from school and rode with them over to a friend of theirs' who was having a party. After about an hour, I was ready to leave; I wasn't having a good time; but there was a boy there that my friend was interested in- so I decided to stay for her. Well, I'm glad I did, because that boy had a friend and I thought he was "majorly hot"! We made eye contact and eventually he came over to talk to me. We had a very nice conversation and when it really did come time to go, I didn't want to leave. He walked me out to my car and I gave him a sweet little peck of a good night kiss.

All weekend long I thought about the cutie that I met at the party, but he had dropped out of school (due to some family issues) and I didn't know where he lived or how to get in touch with him. So, I started asking around and that afternoon I showed up on his doorstep. He was shocked, he said he could not stop thinking about me- but figured he would probably never see me again. We talked for hours and at the end of that night I decided I was taking him home with me. Now, don't get any ideas (not just yet), I snuck him into my father's house, into my bedroom, where we stayed up and talked all night... this was only the second day I'd known him. But, we did the same thing on the third, the fourth, the fifth.... If my dad only knew- he would kill me! :faint: It was a while before our relationship crossed the physical boundaries- we connected on an emotional level that before then I did not know existed.

Sound like puppy love so far? That's what everyone else said, but I'd experienced infatuation before, and this was something totally different. After about a month or so we both knew we wanted to get married, a little later on down the road. But, when I got pregnant- that later became sooner. We moved into an apartment together the summer before my Sr year in high school. Because I was "in a family way", the counsuler at my school encouraged me to attend an alternative campus to finish high school. I was hurt and upset at first, because I was on track to graduate in the top 10% of my class with honors. But, it all worked out for the best. Jeremy was able to join me and we supported one another and graduated together.

We were married three weeks after my 18th birthday- January 24th, 1995
Next week we will celebrate our 10th anniversary.

It has not always been 10 years of wedded bliss, we've changed a lot through the years. We actually seperated for a couple of months about 18 months ago. But, it is that bond that we've had since 'day two' that has always pulls us back together.

I look forward to 10 more years, and 10 more, and 10 more.

[Tammara]

When Rick and I got married on August 18, 1998, I told our guests that Rick was my last husband, and that I was his only wife!
I had married at 21 and the bum wouldn't keep a job, so that was done after 6 years. Then I married a second charmer, who quit his job for our wedding, and ran me considerably into debt, following his dreams for two years. For our 2nd anniversary, we got a divorce.
I'd decided only to date rich men, and in Las Vegas, that wasn't difficult, but God did they bore me! I then decided to date only powerful men, and was dating the Exec of the state Teacher's Union (among others) when Rick hired on as a local Exec. He was handsome and funny, but I was busy (and I knew how much money he earned). When we both assisted with the New Hire Orientation that August (95) we flirted so badly, my best friend thought we were hopeless. That night, we had a drink, then dinner, then a movie. We saw each other almost every evening following, and 3 weeks later his lease was up, and rather than have him rent an apartment on my side of town, I had him move into my condo. I later moved with him cross country, and ended my career because of it, but hey. We lived together 3 years and were married on the 3rd year anniversary of our 1st date. I had NOT planned to marry a 3rd time, but what do you say when the guy proposes and then offers to speak to your dad? My Grandma says this is the one that counts, since this time I was married in a church. My Dad APPROVED of this one, and he gave me away-to this man. He says he was waiting for me to "get it right." We will have been together 10 years this coming August.
It took us longer to decide to get our two furkids, than it did to decide to take on each other.