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....of how you met your wife/husband/partner/boyfriend/girlfriend/sig. other.
I was at a party last month and we ended up sitting around the dinner table making all the couples tell us the story of how they met. (I am single, so this was especially easy for me to do.) It was really fun, and KarlEd's landmark got me thinking of good meeting stories too. I'm SURE there are some great ones involving Jatraqueros.
Even if your SO isn't on Hatrack, I want to know. Was it love at first sight? Love at first site?
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That thread asks the all important question of "Where." Obviously, we need threads that ask "Who, What, When, Why, and How." Posts: 6415 | Registered: Jul 2000
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I met him in the kitchen of his own apartment and I was wet and scantily clothed.
Or, in less salacious terms, I was swimming at an apartment complex with a friend of mine from work. She introduced me to her new neighbor, Vaughn, who was going to be attending the same college I went to.
I needed to use a phone, and my friend was busy with her son, so Vaughn offered to let me use his. We went up to his apartment, and while there I met his roommate, Wes.
That night we all went out as a group, just having fun, and about a week later Wes and I went out alone together for the first time and that was it.
Now I find myself in an interesting situation - because I don't want to be a hypocrite but I also don't want to advise my daughters to go into a stranger's apartment wearing nothing but a bathing suit. Posts: 14428 | Registered: Aug 2001
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Wow. Those stories are amazing. Quid!!! That's fantastic! I mean, I knew you guys were spur of the moment, but how romantic! And I loved the bev/porter narrative...and Dag and Belle....
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Daniel was 8 weeks old the day I met my husband in person for the first time. I'd divorced my first husband during the pregnancy and kept custody of his daughter.
So I was a single mom with 2 kids when I met my husband.
His best friend at the time worked with him at the police department. Said friend was married to a hairdresser. The hairdresser is the only person who has cut my hair in 10 years.
So one day she asks me, "Can I give your number to a friend of my husband's?"
He called me a few days later. We talked. We shared. We laughed. Every day for 2 weeks. For hours.
For our first date, he drove over an hour to join me at church. Afterwards, he came to the house to meet my parents. We sat on the couch and watched...something...cartoons I think, on tv for hours. He didn't kiss me. He didn't even touch my hand, though we were sitting right next to each other and I wanted him to...
At one point, I was holding Daniel but I needed to go do something. So I handed the baby to him. He held him out from his chest rather stiffly. Then he looked down into the boy's eyes and melted. It was when he sighed that I knew.
I walked him out to his car. "Can I come back tomorrow?"
He did. He brought me my favorite kind of soda, too. We sat in the backyard, in the swing, and talked about where we were going to live after the wedding. He held my hand. I held his, too. "Can I come back tomorrow?"
He did. He took us to his house. He kissed me. He asked me never to leave.
I did, but I came back a week and a half later as his wife.
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Okay, I gotta know - how long from meeting to marriage?
Edit to add: Cuz otherwise I sound really ditzy. It sounds like under two weeks. Is it true? Is there someone here who's even crazier than me? Is it? Is it?
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Orson Scott Card came to BYU for the Life, the Universe, and Everything symposium (sf/fantasy writing, roleplaying, art). I attended his opening speech and another class, which was awful. I went to a computer lab on campus and checked the Discussions about Orson Scott Card side to see if anyone had posted.
Jon Boy had started a thread about having a book signed by OSC, and several others had posted saying they were there too. After much discussion, we decided to meet for lunch as a group at Brick Oven in Provo.
Two weeks later, on March 1, 2003, we met. I was very interested. I could tell he was interested too; don't ask me how. I kept expecting him to ask for my phone number. We finished eating and I wanted to give him more time to do that, so I invited everybody over to my apartment to play cards.
Several hours later, everyone left. Jon Boy still hadn't asked for my number. I was very disappointed, but I figured he didn't just because it would have been awkward to do it in front of everybody else. I figured he'd look me up in the school directory and give me a call in a few days.
So a few days go by. I'm starting to think that I'm going to seriously regret it if I let him go and never see him again. I think that because he's a nice, Mormon boy, he might feel weird about "stalking" me and calling me without me giving him my number or my permission. I imagine him wanting to call but never doing it.
So I email him saying I enjoyed meeting him and wanted to get to know him better. I gave him my number and told him he could if he wanted to. He emailed me back right away and called that night. Our first date was a week later. It was basically major chemistry from then on. We would talk for hours on the phone and in person, and I could spend a whole day with him and never get tired of his company. We got married on August 23rd, 2003.
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I put this in the other thread, so here's the short version: We were both brought to a chocolate & champagne party by college friends of the host. I recognized that he wasn't one of the "regulars" and used that as the means to introduce myself. Gave him my number at the end fo the party and he called the next day, but I made him wait almost 3 weeks for the first date. Together ever since, now engaged.
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This guy was hired to cover me at the Kinkos I worked at while I went on vacation with my boyfreind.Dumped the job, some months later, dumped the boyfriend, and stopped by the Kinko's to ask the guy out. We were married 4 months later, and yes, I proposed too.
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He was my best friends ex-husband. She secretly thought we were meant to be together, and so arrainged for his room mate to have an "accident"(well, she found him another place to live, really). Then, she got on my case about how poor Jakeie Poo needed a roommate so badly, and wasnt I unhappy where I was living? And wouldnt it be fun if I moved in with Jake? She took horrible advantage of the fact that I had had a crush on him for a year and a half, and manipulated both of us mercilessly. So, I moved in. A month and one hot game of spin the bottle later, we were an item. It's been 2 years, and we now own 5 cats. Thats the most commitment anyone has ever gotten out of me:). And my best friend will have my eternal gratitude for being such a manipulative wench.
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You know, wowbanger, it was an unfair advantage. And she held nothing back. But, he had an advantage in that he was my first serious relationship. I was starting at scratch, and had no idea how to treat a guy, so I always erred on the side of being way too nice. That quickly changed.
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Boon, I respect you even more than I did before! 13 days is amazing! *does Snoopy dance* I'm no longer the craziest person at Hatrack! *remembers she married a perfect stranger* *slinks out of thread*
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It was really fun, and KarlEd's landmark got me thinking of good meeting stories too. I'm SURE there are some great ones involving Jatraqueros. ![[Wink]](wink.gif)
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*does Snoopy dance* I'm no longer the craziest person at Hatrack! *remembers she married a perfect stranger* *slinks out of thread*
