I met my husband is high school 9th gradeā¦ we were in World Geography class together. I thought he was "weird" and we used to make fun of each all the timeā¦ LOL Fast forward to 11th gradeā¦ I had a friend who was talking about this "cute guy" that she liked in gym class, we were watching him swim during gym. I was like "OMG I know himā¦ LOL". We actually started hanging out together w/a large group of friends, and he asked me out!!! We dated thru HS, and then my family moved to Atlanta my senior year. We broke up of courseā¦ he joined the Army, and I went to college but we would still keep in touch even though we were dating other people. For some reason he came to visit me on one of his Army breaks and we decided we were meant to beā¦ and we got engaged. The deal was I was going to finish college, and he was going to West Point. Well he found out that you can't be married and attend West Point, so he decided he didn't want to be an Army officer anyway. Then he got orders to Alaskaā¦ we were crushed. So we decided to go ahead and get married, so I could go w/him to Alaska. My parents were crushed of course, but we got married (I was only 19 at the timeā¦ and NO I wasn't pregnant!!! LOL) and we moved to Alaska. One of the craziest things that I have EVER done, but one of the BEST decisions I have ever made. We just celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary last year!!!
How in the heck did you think you would get away with keeping this story to yourself?? That is a true love classic!!OK @Blueberrys Mom, Here it is. I just like hearing other people's
I met my husband in 2006. It was Friday of memorial day weekend, I remember because everyone goes out of town here in KY to go to Lake Cumberland. I was supposed to go to the lake too and was waiting on my friend, but an accident shut down the highway. It was nuts here. I couldn't even get out of my apartment complex. I was bored and decided just to go get the mail and as I was walking to my mailbox, there was a group of rowdy boys sitting on the sidewalk just drinking. As I was walking back one of them yelled at me to come have a drink with them. I ignored him, you have to realize though, I've never really dated people, I like just doing what I want, I'm very independent and just flat out was not interested, especially in the "look" of these guys LOL. Shallow I know. But, they were Kentucky redneck's LOL. not my type. The one kept yelling at me to come have a beer and I just ignored and kept walking. He finally said "F*** you then B***". well that got my attention cause I was MAD. There was no reason for anyone to call me that. So I swung my head around and yelled "What did you just say?" and his face softened and said "Would you like a drink?" I said "ok". We became fast friends, liked to party and hang out, we fought a lot cause I wasn't ready to give in. We both say he stalked me until I caved, which is true. But we fought...constantly, two stubborn, independent people at each others throats. Finally one day we had enough of it, sat down and said, either be together or not. And we stayed together. We got engaged about 6 months into dating and waiting until 2009 to get married. To this day, I still have his phone number under Searp(our last name) which is what everyone calls him. He says he knew the moment he saw me walk out of my apartment that he was going to marry me and had to get my attention, which is why he cursed at me. I was everything he ever wanted. And he's everything I ever wanted and I'm glad I didn't settle for anything less, turns out he was just my type!
LOL. I just like hearing other people tell their stories. I guess it's seeing the love fill up their faces and how happy it makes people. And the stories usually fit the people so well.
