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You may have read my page up above (or on the sidebar) called “How It All Began”.  If you haven’t, go ahead and check it out now (you can click HERE for a shortcut)… I’ll sit here and wait.

 

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Twiddling fingers……..

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EVEN BIGGER YAWN……

 

Ok, you’re back….. GREAT!

 

Well, today I’d like to tell you the real story.  I mean, the story on my “How It All Began” page is totally true.  My grandma was indeed worried that I was becoming an aging spinster.  And, my life definitely changed when I met hubby.  But, the story I’d like to share today was how it actually began. 

 

This is the story of how I met hubby.

 

I can’t tell this story without laughing a bit.  Hubby likes to say I spin this tale in a way that does him a disservice, but I like to believe I tell it as accurately as possible.  So, I’ll have to let you be the judge!

 

In order to properly lead you to the day that hubby & I met, I need to start with another important day in hubby’s life.  This was a day when he was introduced to 2 very special things. I can only imagine that these two things made him giddy with excitement.  And, these two things changed hubby’s life forever.. even if he didn’t know it at the time.

 

The first thing was a brand new Infiniti G35.  You know how excited a man can be about getting a new car.  And, hubby was just brimming with joy as he negotiated (I use this word loosely, as you already know that hubby isn’t the greatest negotiator) a deal on a brand new luxury car.  I wasn’t there for this momentous occasion (this part of the story is pre-me) but I can only imagine, having now seen how psyched he gets when he has a new toy, how fantastic a day this must have been for him!

 

The second thing was a beautiful budding bromance Yes, I said “Bromance”.  Now, this wasn’t just any normal bromance… nope, hubby never does anything in a simple way.

In case I’ve lost you – A bromance, as defined by many urban dictionaries,  is a close but non-sexual relationship between two men.

 

Anyhow, this bromance was actually a full fledged courtship.  Hubby-to-be & his car salesman, well, I guess the best way to describe it was, ’hit it off’ while conducting the car purchase transaction.

 

It turns out they were both single guys who actually grew up in the same town and shared many of the same interests.  I suppose in some other situation they could have easily become friends.  But the jump from “Hey dude, I don’t want to pay more than $XXX” and “can’t you throw in heated seats & a CD changer” to “Hey, what are you doing after work, do you wanna grab a drink together” is somehow lost on me.  But needless to say that’s actually what happened.  To this day, I’m not sure I even know which of them suggested they get a drink together (I can only assume neither one of them wants to own the responsibility for initiating their Man Date) but they did indeed meet up at a bar to enjoy a few beers together. 

 

This car salesman happened to be one of my oldest & dearest friends.  A guy I’d known for over 20 years and someone who I spend a lot of time with.  So long story short, the car salesman friend and hubby start hanging out.  One night, I invite this friend to a party and he asks if he can bring his new boyfriend (ok, he probably didn’t say it like that …. And this is probably why hubby accuses me of spinning this story but……..).  So, he brings this new buddy of his to the party, but there are so many people at my house I barely spend any time with them.  I’ll stop here, just in case you missed it.  Yes, that’s how I met hubby, a fleeting introduction at a party and barely a conversation.

 

Over the next month or so, hubby & I cross paths a few times as our car salesman friend (who is now a friend to both of us) invites both of us out for cocktails.  However, there is always a group of people and it’s not like the earth is shaking and sparks are flying across the room for us.  Then, (I feel like there should be some sort of powerful music here to offer you a prelude to the next part of the story….) one night I have a smaller group of people over my house and I actually get a chance to have a one-on-one conversation with hubby.  He seems like a decent guy and we’re definitely hitting it off but, another friend of ours needs a ride home and hubby offers to drive her.

 

Hubby leaves my house and within about 10 minutes the car salesman’s phone is ringing.  It’s hubby calling him.  I know, you’re thinking that he has become so smitten with me, that he’s calling to get my #.  But, you’d be wrong.  Hubby is actually calling because he’s hit a deer not far from my house and, although he and the other friend are ok, he has practically totaled his new car.  Yes, you are reading that correctly.  About a month after getting his brand spanking new Infiniti, they are calling a tow truck because it’s not driveable.

 

Being the nice, concerned person I am, I get hubby’s # from the car salesman friend and I call him the next day to check on him.  Later that week, after we’d spoken a few times on the phone and he still hadn’t asked me out, I invited him to dinner (I like to remind him of this although he insists to this day he would have eventually asked me out). And, as they say…. The rest is history!

 

Oh, and I should mention, I suppose that bromance was the best & worst thing that hubby ever initiated.  Not only because he met me, but also because when he got the insurance payment on that almost totaled car, he had a great new friend who he could go to for a good deal on a new car!  

On the flip side, I suppose one could argue, that if he had never met me, he would never have totaled the car in the first place.  And to that person I say… who asked for your opinion anyway??????????

 

And there you have it.  That’s really How It All Began!

 

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