Fate and Your SO

ewashkow

New Member
I met my husband when I was 14 and he was 16. He was the bass player in my older brothers garage band. I don't remember saying this but my mom swears I did. She claims that after I met Chris I went to her and said "I just met the man that I am going to marry." He became my standard and so I would go out with other people but I was always drawn back to Chris.

Needless to say, my brother Dave wasn't thrilled with the idea of his sister and one of his friends becoming an item so he approached both of us individually and made his case for why we shouldn't date each other. To me, it was that he didn't want the chance that Chris and I would break up to force him to choose between a friend and a sister. To Chris, it was pretty much a protective and somewhat condescending order. He didn't think that Chris was good enough for me.

Thankfully, Dave started going out with one of my friends when I was 19. I figured that this was a double standard based off of the request that he made and I honored for all those years and decided to go for it. Unfortunately, the timing sucked and Chris was in a relationship. I decided I had already waited 5 years, I could wait a bit longer.

A couple months after Chris broke up with his then current flame, we started dating. Within a month, he asked me to marry him. We had a long engagement and ended up getting married in April 2007. I was 22. Chris, being an April baby, had just turned 25.

I must say, even though it took awhile to get to this point, it has definitely been worth the wait.
 

Sonsie

The mighty Al-Sonsie!
Hubby and I met at Lajes Field a remote base in the Azores when I was stationed there. We are both scuba divers and met at the dive club. I wasn't even supposed to be there, I had finagled the assignment from the UK to get out of a wretched base in the states I didn't want to go to. He accepted a GS position to Lajes on a whim. I can't even imagine the odds on us meeting and marrying, life is random.
 
B

BET

Guest
It was a dark stormy night and I was hanging out at my favorite bar in Maine. I decided I had not suffered enough misery and angst in my life and I was just too damn happy. I struck up a conversation with a woman who was introduced to me by a mutual acquaintance and decided if I was going to get the proper level of misery, anger and overwhelming regret she was the woman who could provide it. 10 months later we got married and my dream had come true. She did not disappoint because little did I know she was the Olympic Gold Medalist in the 1988 summer games in the 400 meter freestyle misery. Now after we were married and I was sufficiently miserable, adrift in a sea of despair I got drunk and climbed to the top of the super structure of a local drawbridge and was contemplating flinging myself into the icy water and ending it all a magic talking pigeon with a pink mohawk landed on a cross member and said "Don't do it, just divorce the biatch! Oh by the way, I knew she was an insufferable loser, if you had asked me I would have told you."

So see if I had met that magic talking pigeon with the pink mowhawk FIRST I would not have gotten married.


:killingme
 

belvak

Happy Camper
Hubby was friends with my sister and I thought he was a jerk. :lol: Then, my sister was hit getting off of a school bus, and Hubby was there when it happened. I was in my Sophomore year at SMC at the time. He was at the hospital along with a bunch of her other friends when I got there. We started talking and I started riding back and forth to the hospital with him. She was in the shock/trauma center at PG Hospital for 30 some days before she passed away. A couple of weeks later, he told me he was going to marry me and I told him he was full of chiat! 18 months later, we walked down the aisle. We just celebrated our 27th anniversary in July.

After we were married, he told me he used to watch me walk home from school and he decided that he would marry me some day. Weird how fate works!!
 

pixiegirl

Cleopatra Jones

For once we agree. At first all he wanted was the :bangbangbang: but he fell in love with me because I was mean to him and he couldn't have my feelings; something he had yet to experience in his life. :lol: The first time he told me he loved me I pretended like I didn't hear him. :killingme He said it a couple more times without much of an answer then one day before he left I said "maybe I love you too."

It was an Anna Nicole (lovinmaryland) pep talk that made me decide to give him a real chance. I'm forever in her debt as I can't imagine my life without him.
 
For once we agree. At first all he wanted was the :bangbangbang: but he fell in love with me because I was mean to him and he couldn't have my feelings; something he had yet to experience in his life. :lol: The first time he told me he loved me I pretended like I didn't hear him. :killingme He said it a couple more times without much of an answer then one day before he left I said "maybe I love you too."

It was an Anna Nicole (lovinmaryland) pep talk that made me decide to give him a real chance. I'm forever in her debt as I can't imagine my life without him.

Allllllllllll.... soooo sweet.....:bawl: You forgot the part about how you both realize no one else would be willing to put up with yous two...:lmao:


I'm really really happy for the both of you ... :love:
 

MissKitty

New Member
The first time he told me he loved me I pretended like I didn't hear him. :killingme He said it a couple more times without much of an answer then one day before he left I said "maybe I love you too."
I remember asking you after the first time if you heard what I said. :lol:

I do love you!!!!
 

pixiegirl

Cleopatra Jones
Allllllllllll.... soooo sweet.....:bawl: You forgot the part about how you both realize no one else would be willing to put up with yous two...:lmao:


I'm really really happy for the both of you ... :love:

It took us so long because there were too many damn people willing to put up with us twos. :killingme
 

tygrace

New Member
I was out to dinner with a girlfriend, when this guy sitting next to us (at the bar), asked if he could follow us over to Guidos. Later that night, he and I made plans to meet at Guidos the following evening.

When I got to Guidos the next evening, he was sitting by another guy that he just met that night, watching Football. As the evening went on, the guy that I was there to meet, starting showing his true arrogant azz. He had asked me if I wanted to switch places with him, so I could sit by his friend. The 2nd time he asked, I said "yes", and we've been together for 8 years now.

It's funny though, my girlfriend had to beg me to go out the night we met that guy. If I hadn't gone, I would've never stepped back into Guidos the next night to meet my husband.
 
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