I always love to hear the story of how couples met. In this week’s edition of A Bride’s Story – Amber talks about her first date with Dan. Although, I knew this story prior to reading this blog, it’s still fun to hear the story again. If you have a fun story of how you met your husband, fiance or boyfriend, please feel free to share them in the comments below.
Well, my friends, it’s been a slow week in the wedding planning process although we are really getting to the point that I am not going to have as much to share since I am almost done with everything! Laurie and I will be heading down to Savannah the week after next to do a little reconnaissance on florists and bakeries, but I will share all of that information once we are done! I wasn’t sure that I had anything to share this week, but Laurie had the wonderful suggestion to share a story with you all. Dan and I are pretty private when it comes to the personal details of our relationship, but I think the story of our first date is a good one and worth sharing!
For those of you that have been with me since the beginning you will remember that I told you how we met (working at Six Pence in Fort Mill) and how we bonded over baseball and sarcasm. We had been talking for a few weeks about going to Atlanta to see a Braves vs. Mets game and thanks to my wonderful friend, Jennifer, we were able to go for the cost of gas and snacks! Unbeknownst to me, Dan had already decided that if the trip to Atlanta went well he would ask me out on an official date (because at this point, I still thought we were just buddies and what better way to know if you want to date someone than spending 8 hours in the car with them). The week before that was Mother’s Day weekend and we were working an exceptionally slow day at the bar. After he left, he and I were texting back and forth for a few hours, much to our coworker’s amusement. How I was the only one that had no idea he liked me still baffles me to this day. They told me that I should ask him to meet us for drinks after we closed and I did. Long story short, someone got drunk and I had to drive her home in her car and Dan followed in his to bring me back to my car. We had a good time laughing and joking and spent a few hours on the phone that night getting to know each other better. We decided to have dinner the next night, he would cook for me. I like to eat and as most of you know, he is an amazing chef…so it wasn’t a difficult decision.
I was still living at my parent’s house at the time and due to religious reason, there wasn’t any pork in the house…and I’m big on the pig, so Dan made what we have since referred to as “porkapalooza.” He made me pork chops, mashed potatoes with Swiss and ham, and lentils with bacon bits. Why it took to the actual first kiss for me to fall in love is beyond me! We talked, laughed, played Scene It (he won 2 out of 3, which I’m still bitter about), watched some Law & Order SVU, and had a few drinks. It was such a low key first date, with no pressure because we agreed it was a non-date date. Needless to say, it went unbelievably well and we were both smitten by the end. We went to the game the weekend after and had an amazing time and those 8 hours in the car flew by. To this day, we still travel very well together. We spend most of our time cracking up over ridiculous things and the conversation always ranges from the mundane to thought provoking. I have never met someone who can make me think the way that he can and does.
So, here we are nearly 5 years later and we still spend more time laughing than anything else. We have certainly had our trials and tribulations, but at the end of the day I know that even when we want to murder each other, I would take our worst day a million times over than a day without him. I feel like I get sappier each week, for that I apologize, but I can’t help myself! I keep pinching myself because I can’t believe that I got so lucky. Most people say that their spouse is their best friend, as he/she should be, but how many people actually mean that? I think meaning it is more the exception than the rule. I am one of the lucky ones, I get to say that my husband is my best friend and mean it.
Until next time! Amber