Well, after careful deliberation I decided not to be a jerk and simply carry on with Our Story right away. :)
As the previous post is directly beneath this one I won’t give you TOO much of an introduction… but for those of you just joining now, this is the story of how The Hubster and I met, fell in love, and were married within 8 months…
…and lived happily ever after*
Tuesday, March 15th, 2005 (dinner)
As the Hubster and I got into his car he didn’t tell me where we were going for dinner… so when he pulled into Swiss Chalet I was pretty happy as it had sort of become “our place”. I know it’s maybe not most people’s #1 choice for somewhere to eat, but I love it there, it’s great for people on a student budget, and after all he did take me there on our very first date!
That evening (like most evenings) he was the perfect date. MEN: take note of the following… haha! After we ordered and were waiting for our food we sat and talked… I loved (and love) talking to him as from day one I could always tell that he was not only hearing what I was saying, but really listening and contributing to the conversation. I knew without a shadow of a doubt that when we were together I had 100% of his attention.
He reached across the table and held my hands, which at the time, looked like this:
Just as our food came my cell phone started ringing. After our discussion about cell phones shortly after we started dating and wanting to spend time with the Hubster I glanced at the call display to see that it was Peeah calling and turned my ringer off, making a mental note to call her later.
As our food was put on the table we had to stop holding hands and I failed to see that something was different. We continued to chat as we ate and had a wonderful dinner… though at this point I really had no idea of what he had in store for me in only a couple of hours.
After dinner he excused himself to use the restroom and I reflected on what a perfect evening it had been thus far. When he came back a moment later I told him about Peeah’s phone call. He thoughtfully asked if I needed to go home to return her call, but I wasn’t ready to end our evening just yet (and thank goodness I didn’t!!).
So, he helped me put on my coat, scarf and mittens (which hid my hands) and walked me out to his car for the next surprise of the evening. :)