Our Love Story... Part 1

In an effort to come up with something to write about.. I thought I'd share with you my love story with Hubby.

My (first) senior year, I moved in with some girls from my program. We had tons of fun together. That happened to be the same year I turned 21. One of my other roommates had a birthday a few days before mine, so she had the luxury of trying a few of the bars before I could. On the Monday after my birthday, she wanted to celebrate "college style"-- you know, grab a drink on gasp! a weeknight. For students in the education program, this truly was out of character for us, as we either had class early in the AM or we had a pre-internship and had to hang out with little ones at the ungodly hour of 8AM. During this particular week, though, schools were going to be holding conferences, so the pre-interns weren't required to go to teach.

We headed to a local bar that was the home of Monday night specials. And, as poor college students.. this was important to us. It also happened to be one of the few places in my college town you could snag a Blue Moon. When we walked in, to my surprise, the roommate happened to know the bouncers as they were roommates with her brother. Because it was a quiet night in the bar, the bouncers came over to catch up with the roommate while we enjoyed our Blue Moons (with orange, of course).

As the boys headed back to work, I joked to roommate that the taller one (hubby, natch) was pretty cute. Knowing me, she joked, "Cute enough for you?!" I agreed. He was cute enough for me.

She headed off to the bathroom and I began talking to some other people. She came back and said to me, "Hey.. what would you think if he asked me for your phone number?" Surprised, I said, "I'd be okay with it."

A few beers later.. and some flirting with the bouncers (of course).. we decided to head out. The beer began talking and I told the bouncer, "You better call me. I don't just give my number to anyone." and walked off.

...To Be Continued....