I have pondered what I wanted to do for Annie’s TTT and decided to copy Coach Jenny who copied Irritable Mother and I see Barbara H. did the same thing too. My TTT will be about the first “date” with my husband. Which really was more of a spur of the moment, inevitable collision. A happy one to be sure, but it was not a well pondered out thing.
Background…I was the manager of a store in a mall. My future husband was one of my employees. We were both 28 (our birthdays are ten days apart). I really, really loved to go dancing. My sister (who was also my roommate) and I went often to a country bar and boot scooted and waltzed and socialized.
Well…my adorable employee and I had sparks flying between us from moment one (not professional, to be sure) and while I usually closed the store, I was not scheduled to on that particular evening and had plans to go dancing. He was not the cowboy type (more of a GQ dressing guy) but on my way out that evening I suggested he come over to the club and meet us (not unusual—anyone who worked with me was always welcome to join) and he said that finances were a bit tight and maybe some other time. Well I had gone home and changed and told my sister we were stopping back at my store and I ran in and threw some $$ at him and said he had no excuse. (Kind of forward, wasn’t I??)
So shortly after 9 p.m. DCG showed up to my favorite country & western dance spot with dress pants, dress shirt, suspenders and a tie. He danced with not only with me but all my friends who were quite entertained to teach him to two-step. But after a particular slow song it was just him and me.
Less than six roller coaster months later we were married, and almost fifteen years later we still two-step in the living room much to our sons’ entertainment.
Come to think of it, we haven’t done that in a while. When I get over the gimpies we’ll have to give it a whirl again.