10 Years

Ten years ago today, M and I had our first date.  Wanna hear the story.  It's full of intrigue, trials, and humor.  Ok!  Thanks for asking.

M and I met at a local gym.  Yes folks, once upon a time, I worked out regularly.  Anyway, we met there and he asked me out to dinner for a Saturday evening.

Said Saturday evening turned out to be a cold, rainy night which thwarted my intentions of straightening my hair because it would have turned into a frizzy mess and M didn't need to see that yet.  I contemplated what to wear and finally selected tan pants, a cream top, and brown corduroy blazer that I loved. (Later I would find out that M hated it. But there were things he wore which were hideous.)

I sat in my living room waiting for him to arrive and I heard a pick up driving up the road.  I told him my house was the third on the right.  He goes to the end of the street, turns around, and in horror, I see him start walking up the front walk to third house on the left.  I had to holler (yes, I wrote holler) out my front door that nope, this house.  Good start.  Strike one?

He walks into my house.  Oh. My. Lord.  I beheld the ugliest brown leather bomber jacket I have ever seen in my life.  Yes folks, a bomber type brown leather jacket.  Strike two?

We're off!  He's taking me to Boston.  We pull into the parking garage and the boy drives way past the ticket booth so he had to reverse.  Strike three?

We begin walking to the restaurant and I was on the street side of the sidewalk.  M so smoothly touches the small of my back and guides me over to the inside of the sidewalk so that he is on the street side and would take the brunt of any inherent drivers.

That got me.  That got me good.

We went to Maggiano's and I was so nervous I hardly ate a bite.  M of course cleaned his plate and I should have known the food bills would be astronomical going forward.

Then we went to the movies.  Mr. Suave tripped up the stairs.  It was actually endearing.   We saw "Identity". The movie was terrible.  M apologized profusely.

He took me home and at the awkward moment at the front door - do you kiss?  Do you not kiss?  We were both like um.....but then somehow it happened and it was .......terrible.  I mean horrendous.

We both went to bed thinking my Lordy what was that.  We can do better.

And we did.

We most certainly did.