Jessica: Thanks for telling your story. and it too is a romatic story on its own merits--because first you were friends before you were more--. And that makes it romatic--like it was supposed to be. I am happy for you and thanks for sharing.
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DH was going out with one of my friends and I was going out with his friends.We all hung around together because DH and I have the same best friend(Randy). DH and his girlfriend broke up and I set him up with the rest of my friends then my boyfriend and I parted and 'Randy' begged me to go out with DH and at first I said no because his girlfriend was upset with me for setting him up on all those dates...then after her bantering how she'd get me back....I decided to get her back first (teenagers~we were so dramatic)
DH and I started dating, then.........~long story made short...I got pregnant, and here we are today. Not very romantic, is it?
~~Tam~ You can bury all your troubles by digging in the dirt.
well sounds like you 2 were meant to be too--and as for getting pregnant---a very old wise & 'proper' well standing member of her community told me once---
there is not them that do & them that don't.... There is them that get caught & them that don't...
besides---your still there together how many years later--(19?) so it must be the right place for you both. self evident by the upcoming nuptuals
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...here in a few months we will have been married 29 years
that's only a few weeks away carol jean. and is 12 days before ellie's wedding.
well good !! My sister used to tell my girls that 'all the good people were born in april' (both girls were also born in April) so, for me, she added, "well all the good people were married in April as well---
Good for Ellie, is she getting excited yet??? and are you????
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I :ding: all of these stories.....when mom gets home I'll go over for a coffee and I'll type up her story for her while she dictates to me....(I type fast).
I have to start this out sweetly. Here is my 50c amaryllis I bought , remember I had 3. Only 2 are blooming , but 2 out of 3 aren't bad.
Now once upon a time, there was a lovely single lady by choice, who ran around in a single new shiny gren metallic convertible. Never had thoughts of matrimony in mind at all. Not a worry in the world. One day her brother brought home this fellow from the air force . I had no knowledge of at all. He kept coming to the house with my brother. So one day my lady friend and I wanted to play a trick on them 2. Our 2 large dogs were out at the neighbors, and I picked them up put them in my car. Closed the top and went home. The guys were in the barn and we went in and told them we had 2 girls out in the car who wanted to meet them. They flew out there, Opened the doors an out jumped our 2 dogs.......
I guess that started the romance and we were friends from there on.. LOL
We did have a good time. I had a large green convertible and he had a small MGB that he brought home from the service.....We both had conv. and were the talk of the neighborhood.. Can't say he chased me for my convertible, or vise versa.
And were still together...Only now we switched to 4 wheelers and motorcycles.
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my hubby I have now I met on the computer. I meet him on a parking lot at a locale restarnt. (You know they say be safe and all)...so we go out talk some ride around and when he let me out I'm thinking...well I'll never see him again. haha.
now the first one, well I needed a date for the prom, you know, I had no regular boy friend and wanted someone no one at school knew, so I ask my cousin to fix me up with someone he knew so he does, the guy says yeah sure (it was a no strings attached deal, no getting serious) so a week before my prom he calls says he's started dating this girl and they're getting serious and that he'll find me another date. I'm not happy about it but I can see his point (and later he did marry this girl) So I got one week til prom date time a fantistic dress, nice shoes and no date.
My brother comes in from work (he, my cousin and the guy who was suppose to be my date all worked togather) and he's laughing his butt off. I said what's so funny, he says they are calling Don (the suppose to have been date) "Flash Card Don" I said and why? "Because he's passing your picture around like a flash card.
So later that night (the 1st hubby) calls and we talk and he agrees to meet me. And so we meet and go out and then he tells me he'll take me to my prom and then tells me he was scared to death to meet me because he figured my cousin and Don was pulling a joke on him, because he'd not seen anyone who looked that good in a sr. picture and look the same in person.
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I try to take one day at a time -- but sometimes several days attack me at once. -Jennifer Unlimited- Yard Update -April 2012
Love it Barb.....you've always had your good sense of humor I see.
Thanks LOz,Junigirl,plant q...
I didnt have thoughts of matrimony in my mind......One day a man came around selling Wearever pie pans and stuff.. He said they were for my hope chest.
I said "I have no hope in my Chest". He turned around and said , Your so Naive.
LOL That was the neighbor girls sending him by for laughs.
I went out with my friend Barbra as it was her birthday, she took me to the Ritz which I didn't like...it's a Ballroom, and I can't Ballroom dance. I was standing with my friend watching people dance and this man approached me and asked me to dance. I wasn't sure I wanted to dance with him, but my friend encouraged me. So we were doing a waltz and I kept stepping on his feet, then we went upstairs and had a chat. To cut a long story short, he decided to take me home which meant a taxi ride, which cost him an arm and a leg--the buses had stopped running after midnight.
I never did give him my phone number--he ended up getting ahold of my friend Barbra and getting my number from her. He called me to set up a date, and I didn't show up. I didn't particulary like him. So he called me again and I felt so bad that I showed up that time, and we kept passing each other because we couldn't recognize each other(the night we first met we'd had a few to drink)
A funny side note, Maurice told his friend Wilf that when they got to the Ritz he was going to dance with the first woman he laid eyes on that night. It just so happened to be me.
Also Maurice still has the piece of paper with my phone number on it. He likes to tell the kids that if it weren't for that piece of paper that they wouldn't be here today.
I was living in Alaska with a girlfriend who was a roommate in college back here in NY. She was moving to Alaska after graduating a year after I did, and invited me to fly out to Santa Barbara, Calif where she lived, and drive up to Alaska with her for the summer. I had to learn how to drive her stick shift small Honda stationwagon, which was packed to the gills, in 3 days, in the hills of Santa Barbara!
We got there in the end of June and quickly made many friends - most through her job as a paralegal. I didn't work during that summer as I was just visiting - had the time of my life! I had such a good time, that at the end of the summer I flew home to NY, packed up my stuff, had my parents ship my car, and I moved to live in Alaska.
Fast forward to November and my girlfriend and I got invited to a guy's party - she knew him from work but he and I got to be great friends. She couldn't go, and I didn't want to go alone. But they talked me into it, and I was supposed to be fixed up with the only other "Jewish" friend in the crowd. Well... this guy opened the door when I got there, we took a look at each other and said to ourselves - NO WAY! I stayed anyway, and as I was leaving, I was talking to a friend about a radio station back here in NY. All of a sudden a voice from the floor says "I know that radio station!" We all ended up going out to a bar, and the rest is as they say... history! (oh, and he was another Jewish guy there - guess they forgot about that!)
The reason he knew the radio station is that he was from NJ, and his older sister lives in NYC.
Lynne---thanks for sharing your story. It is kinda funy how some thngs are meant to be, isn't it??
here you & Don both lived in the same basic area but you both have to move to Alaska to get to know one another---That is a great story.
You know, Carol - that's what I always tell people - if we had both stayed on the east coast we would never have met!
And the really funny thing... his sister's name is LYNNE also!!! Even with the "e" at the end! And we are both brown eyed and brown haired, while Don is blonde with blue eyes.
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