Love Story 1.2

I left off at the late night encounter in late June 2005…

I was enjoying the summer night with my friends. We were sitting in the kitchen and this handsome man walked through and said the most ridiculous pick-up line I have ever heard. “I don’t think I like you. You’re mean.” If you know me, you know that I’m extremely friendly and unless you really tick me off, I’m not a mean person. I thought, “Well geez weirdo. Whatever.” I went along with my evening and didn’t think twice about this comment.

I then went outside to enjoy the amazing summer night and BAM, there was the handsome man sitting on the porch swing. I figured, what the hell, I’ll go see what’s wrong with him. It was clear that the comment was his sophisticated way of gaining my attention and it worked. As I mentioned in the previous post, he is a fairly reserved person and picking up chicks wasn’t really his speciality.

We spent the night talking. The home we were at happened to be his that he shared with 4 other guys. We went up to his room and he played a little guitar for me. He told me his stage name is Rusty Mac and I didn’t buy it for a second. We talked about our interests (he made fun of me for liking NASCAR) and flirted into the “wee hours of the morning.” (Those are his words) It was finally time to go home and we exchanged numbers. Oh yeah, we also had our first kiss. He was sitting on the porch and I was standing below. He says he kissed me first but I maintain he was too shy and I initiated. This was almost 8 years ago and since we re-create a majority of memories, who knows. I just know we kissed and that was the beginning.

Now if I’m being completely honest, I was 19 years old and fresh out of a relationship. I wasn’t interested in beginning a new one right at the time. It was summer for goodness sakes!!! I was enjoying being a young lady 🙂

This was on a Saturday and on the next Wednesday, I got a phone call from a number I thought was an ex-boyfriend’s. I answered and it didn’t sound like the ex. I said, “Is this Bryan?” and my husband said his heart sank. He clarified that no it was in fact not Bryan. I was distracted and the conversation was quick. I think we made plans to meet up the next weekend. (He was doing an internship 4 hours away and drove up every weekend that summer in his truck that got 12 miles to the gallon.)

I did in fact meet up with him that next weekend. We spent the 4th of July together until he had to leave to return for his internship. This was when we officially started our relationship and although we have had some challenging times (to say the least), I haven’t looked back.


To be continued!


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