The second time I bumped into him, in a downtown Charlotte, NC bar, about a month later, we recognized each other and chatted. Again, I was on a date with someone else (the same guy as above).
There was definitely a connection between us. He seemed like my "type". I definitely had a type: sports-loving, athletic, sense of humor and quick wit. (And yes, good-looking goes without saying, obvs.) (Because he is reading this right now and wondering why I didn't list that.) (After 14 years, I totally know what he's going to comment on before he even says it.)
I wanted him to ask me out. I wanted him to know that I wasn't necessarily "with" the guy whom he'd twice seen accompanying me.
My friend Christy made it happen. She let him know that I was interested.
He called me at work and asked me if I liked hockey. I said no. Nonplussed, he asked me to go with him to a Bruins exhibition game that was being played in Charlotte. I said yes.
And then a year later, I said yes again...and we were married 8 months after that.
April 24, 1999
I'm so glad I said yes.
Despite what our 7 year old thinks.
So Happy 14 Year Anniversary, Hubby. Here's to at least quadrupling that number. (What comes after quadruple? Ok, then that.)