An entry from my journal:

Age 28 – 2003 May

This is going to sound so weird. Really. But if you know me, you know two things: 1. I am not a liar and 2. I am weird, so… 

Last night Trisha and I went to Rockin Taco for her dad’s birthday dinner. I totally didn’t want to go. I was hung over from the wedding she and I attended the night before. But Trisha is persistent and I also didn’t want to let down her dad. As we were sitting there, Trisha started doing what she always does – points out dudes to me and suggests I go talk to them. God love her, she has always been my match maker. But, as usual, I told her to stop and reminded her that I was concentrating on finishing college (it’s been 10 fucking years already! Shit or get off the pot!) and not dating. Like I said, Trisha is persistent however. So, she continued doing what she does. She points at this one guy and said, “How about him? He’s your type”. I turned to look, reminding her I did not have a type. Funny is what I like. He was good looking. His head was turned to the side talking to his buddy. I noticed he had an earring and was wearing a bracelet. And then I saw it. The shirt. The button up he was wearing was grey, but it was the loud black dragon and flames design that caught my attention. It was A LOT. I turned back to Trish. “He’s cute, but that shirt is horrible so nope”. The night moved on. This is a piano bar and they have people in the audience come up and participate. You know, my worst nightmare. So, when the spotlight landed on me when the entertainer was calling for volunteers, I about spit out my vodka tonic (extra lime!). I tried to get out of it. I really did, but this bitch wasn’t having it. I walked up to the stage and was horrified to learn that I would be singing a song to the entire place. The song was one from the movie Grease. “Awesome!”, I thought. I turned to the lady and told her I hadn’t seen the movie and didn’t know the song. The entire place gasped. They couldn’t believe I hadn’t seen Grease. “No worries”, said the lady, “I have cue cards.” Great. After my singing gig was done, I made my way off stage so quickly I apparently missed a high five from the Dragon Slayer. When I sat down, Trish reprimanded me for being so rude. I turned and apologized to him and told him I was so horrified I hadn’t even noticed his gesture. “Ah, no problem at all”, he said and we both went back to our respective places. At some point I realized he had come and sit next to me on my left. Trish was on my right and her dad was in front of him. Either he was drunk, very friendly or wanted to talk to Trisha (they always wanted to talk to Trisha). We all started talking and he seemed really nice and funny. I asked him if he’d like to switch seats with me. He seemed confused and asked why he would want to do that. I answered, “So you can talk to Trisha easier”. He made a very confused face, laughed and declined. I thought, “Whatever dude. I was just trying to help you out”. He stayed at our table for quite a while before bouncing around the bar more. When he ended up back sitting next to me, I wasn’t surprised. He’s drunk AND friendly I thought.  When I asked him again if he’d like to switch seats he said, “No. I am fine here. And, you have one of the prettiest faces I’ve ever seen”. SAY WHAT?!?!?!?!?! I about died. I almost asked him to repeat himself. He is DEF drunk. No one, I mean NO ONE, chooses to talk to me over Trish. She is beautiful, friendly and has a killer body. I mean, she has double D’s for god’s sake. And then he kissed me. WOWZA.  

In the end, he ended up telling his friends to go ahead and leave without him then told me he didn’t have a ride home and asked me for one. I, along with Trisha, drove he and his buddy home. We stayed at his apartment for about an hour chit chatting. He was really good looking! And funny. So much so I forgot all about that stupid shirt. He is going to be my husband. And I am going to tell him I hate dragons. 

Pic 1. Us today Pic 2. Us the night we met (note the shirt) Pic 3. Our wedding day Pic 4 & 5. For your viewing pleasure – my hot husband