Monday, August 9, 2010

Your Words--How I Met Your Father

I met Matt at a party at the corner of Ninth and Ivinson during our early college days.  I was on a date with one of his friends (and by on a date I mean I was acting as a DD for some drunk punk who let another guy spill an entire glass of beer on me.  I should probably mention I was in a bad mood by the time I met Matt).  I was wet, smelly, and sulking in the corner of a room (which Matt thought made me look mysterious and sexy).  He came and started talking with me.  I asked him about his silver cross and we shared our testimonies.  He tried a line on me ("So, if I were to look you up in the phone book, what name would I look under?"  To which I replied, "I'm unlisted"--and I really was, "but I'd be happy to give you my number if you'd like it.)

When he picked me up for our first date his hair was yellow (a frosting accident.  This is why he stopped frosting his hair tips--thank goodness!).  We watched the Matrix and talked forever.  Our second date we never really "met up" because we didn't get off the phone ... for EIGHT hours.

And he'll LOVE that I admit this but I initiated the first smooch!


One day you'll have to tell your children all about how you met their daddy--where, when, first dates ... Practice now.

Where did you meet your husband?  Where were you?  What did you do on your first date?  Who initiated the first kiss?

10 comments:

  1. I have a good story and a bad story regarding meeting my husband. The bad story really isn't that bad, but it sounds kind of bad! I won't get into that one. I was best friends with my male first cousin in high school. I moved 2,000 miles away to go to college, but ended up coming back unexpectedly a year later. My future husband was by then best friends with my male cousin. We hung out often went on one date which failed miserably. A few years later we hooked up again and have been together for the past 16 years. My male cousin was the best man at our wedding, which made it extra special for me.

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  2. That's a cute story!

    Dh and I met at work.

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  3. I met my husband because I was trying to date his roommate!

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  4. @Tina--I'm glad you got past the first bad date!

    @Shell--work romance ... that's spicy!

    @Jamie--Scandalous!

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  5. I met Chris through some mutual friends at a BBQ. I thought he was a big dork because they wanted to play video games while everyone else was playing drinking games. A few weeks later my friend invited me to go with her to her boyfriend's house(also Chris' house) for a college graduation party. I wasn't really to excited to go until her boyfriend told me that his roommate thought I was hot. I figured what the heck. We've been inseperable since! He lived 45 miles away,so I spent every weekend at his house and he would come up to my house during the week. We were both kind of shy. Our first kiss was awful and we don't count it as our first kiss. The one we do count he initiated. Today I am super thankful that I decided to go to the party!

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  6. Oh I loved that!!

    Well, I met dh at a friend's house at a 'party.' The friend he came with liked me... and of course, I did not like him. By the end of the night we were playing cards, pool, and just laughing hysterically. He asked me out that night for the following night. We were teens so we just met up at the local "meeting" spot, I jumped into his truck, and he took me to Sonic for a cherry limeaid and onion rings. Oh yes.. he was dreamy. ;)

    I initiated the first kiss - he wasn't shy, but he was VERY respectful. I don't think he wanted to push anything at all, so I knew I'd have to take matters into my own hands.

    How fun to think back!

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  7. Believe it or not, I met Chris in line for Star Wars episode I. My date (not Chris) convinced me to go on opening night, despite my lukewarm feelings towards Star Wars. The line formed hours before the movie started and Chris (who was there in the true spirit of a die hard fan) brought a lawnchair. He, being a gentleman, offered to let me use it somewhere around hour 2 of the star wars geek off.

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  8. @Sarah--So, we ALL want to know about the first kiss.

    @Mandy--Yay for women initiating the first smooch!

    @Rachael--I have a Star Wars Episode II story coming up (and I'm one of the die hard geeks). Hopefully your date (not Chris) was cool with losing you!

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  9. Jonathan and I met through my friend. She worked at a restaurant and he would come in and hit on her. Fortunately for me, she had a boyfriend. I had just gotten out of a relationship with my high school bf and she thought it would do me good to meet the cute guy that had been hitting on her. I disagreed but it was better than sitting at home sulking on the couch. Our first date was not good(may have already told you that story Reagan). Good news is our first kiss was amazing! I can still remember every detail. He initiated :) YAY for first kisses! If not for that kiss our whole first date would have been a complete bust and I may have never seen him again.

    Heather

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  10. Khale and I never met. Not officially, anyway. He was my brother's roommate at Lee University and since his family was all the way back in Wyoming, he would come up for visits on the weekends and for some holidays. I thought he was dorky and weird (he often wore this camo shirt and loved to talk politics). So even though he was frequently at my parent's house, I'm pretty sure we said less than ten words to each other during his first year of college.

    Then we accidentally started talking via AOL's instant messaging one Summer while he was in WY. Turns out, he was a really sweet, kind, funny and interesting guy...even if a bit dorky (but then I'm dorky so...). By December he had become one of my good friends and I started to realize that I really really really liked him. But I didn't want to complicate the friendship so I didn't let on. I even gave him advice on this girl he really liked and dated for a short time.

    Anyhow, long story short, my best friend told Khale that I liked him and a year later we were in Wyoming visiting his parents and planning our wedding. :)

    Oh, he initiated the first kiss. :)

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