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How Wednes met H ( a boring love story )
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It has been suggested that I tell the tale of how Wednes met H and fell in love. I hope it's an interesting story, I realize many people don't know it. In fact, I'll LJ cut it in case someone doesn't care to hear it.
Let me set the scene for you. It was 1999, summer. I'd given up on men following a horrible breakup with a drunken cowboy. H was the second man I dated after swearing off men for 18 months. I had just lost my job at Whole Foods and was working at a crappy liquor store. My roommate was a 45 year old drag queen with a whole host of emotional problems. Let's just say I was not on top of the world.
Having had some success buying things online, I decided to use the internet to shop for a new man. The first one I dated was bi-polar, and I know myself well enough not to date another bi-polar, especially one who was not in treatment. So no go there. Then I answered an ad that had been placed at Generous.net, which is a BBW (Big Beautiful
H answered back and we exchanged Emails for a few weeks, and then he finally asked if I would meet him in person. I told him he could come pick me up, and he told me he didn't have a car. What? I think, How the hell am I supposed to date a guy without a car? But when he took the bus and then walked a mile to my house in the rain just to meet me, I figured he was too nice a guy to send away. We made spaghetti for dinner and just hung out and talked. When we went back to the kitchen for more spaghetti later, we learned that my roomate had eaten all the meat out of it and left a big bowl of plain noodles for us. I told you he had issues... Later, one of my candle holders exploded while we were burning a candle in it. Mostly we just talked and had a nice time. He also told me that he would never want to have any kids. I figured all young guys say that, and he'd come around later. Not so.
After our first date, I went on a short vacation. When I say "vacation" I mean the sort of vacation that you go on if you're crazy or have drug problems or both. I was on vacation for two weeks. When I explained to H where I was and what I was doing, I assumed he would run for the hills. I mean, that's what most people would probably do. Instead, he told me he was sorry I was having a hard time, and that I was really cute, and when could he see me again? I saw him the first weekend I was home. I teased him because I still had Dante, my yellow anaconda then, and he wouldn't touch it. In all the time I had Dante, H never once touched him. When he came by for our second date, he brought me a new candle holder to replace the one that broke.
Our second date also brought our first kiss, since I'm the virtuous type. Later, I told H a story about a zombie book I really liked and had lost to thievery. He surprised me one day with an author signed copy of the book he'd found on ebay (back when nobody was really on ebay yet). He still surprises me with fun gifts when he goes out shopping. The last one was a graphic novel of Poe stories. He always knows just what I like.
We dated for a few months and had a swell old time. We saw Mystery Men and Deep Blue Sea and Lake Placid at the movies. Then suddenly, my roommate went psycho. I won't go into the gories but suffice to say I needed to get the hell out of there. H asked me to move in with him and his ex girlfriend, who were living together as friends. Needless to say, ex girlfriend was not delighted by that idea. H found us an apartment, hired movers to move all my stuff (and paid for them) and we moved in together after dating for less than five months. Most people would think that was fucking crazy, but it worked for us.
We decided that we would get married a few years ago, but were waiting until we had more money. You know, you can wait all your life for things to be just right, or you can jump in with both feet. I'm a both feet kinda person, and now H kind of is too. He's actually the responsible one, and I'm the social one. He's really good to me, without putting up with too much of my crap. We are one of those nearly perfect couples, I have to say. And I'm pretty damn happy.
The rest of the story... :)
I still feel occasionally guilty about throwing such a fit about you moving in--suffice to say I was dealing with some major issues of my own at the time, not the least of which was a raging case of "Hey dammit, I was supposed to find somebody else first!" :) I'm glad things worked out though, and I've been following your wedding plans with glee. :)
Re: The rest of the story... :)
I have long since gotten over anything that happened then. I imagine my reaction would have been similar to yours anyway. I find it funny that you and I have so much in common, that H sure can pick 'em.
And you know, it's so "grown up" to be able to maintain a relationship with your partner's ex. ;-]
Re: The rest of the story... :)
But yeah: I'm not surprised he doesn't talk about it, but he kept me sane and alive during a pretty rough time, not long after we first moved in together. No matter what happened later, I'm still grateful for that.
Look at us, we're so mature! ;)
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OMG YOU GUYS MAKE ME FLAIL AROUND LIKE A SUGAR-HIGH 7 YEAR OLD ON CHRISTMAS! Gah. Cuteness and wonderful completely. Gah again! And again! Again! I'm going to go melt into a puddle of goo in the corner, don't mind me.
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But yeah, there is an alarming amount of cuteness going on.
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You guys just seem so perfect for each other and I don't even "actually" know you. But you ooze it. I love it. Huge congrats.
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;-]
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It's pretty sweet.
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How are you doing?
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I'll make a real update eventually. :)
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Altho I'm still laughing at Ivor and myself getting together.. Him being my exs roommate.. and me sneaking in at night without the ex knowing I was there.. :P
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You can kinda see how I'm always waiting for the other shoe to drop. It's too perfect.
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Yeah, meeting men online was my ticket to happiness.
lol
He sounds like a real sweetie! :)
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Indeed, H is a swell guy.
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I know you didn't know the story...I hope it was interesting.
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I imagined it to be something like... he came into the movie theater to watch "Battlefield: Earth" and realized that there was no way he was going to pay money for that crap. So he came out to complain, and your manager (known only as HHB) had left you in charge while he got a spa treatment to look super-duper HotHot on his date, so H was referred to you for a refund. You turned on your W-charm, and he offered to take YOU out for a movie instead of him getting his money back. You said, "Well, I get to see the movies for free, but how about you buy me an engagement ring instead?" And the rest is history. (Note to the reader: I told you she had the W-charm! Nothing works like the W-charm!)
Actually, it would be an interesting contest to ask people to write about how they thought you and H got together. Of course, it would have been a better contest if you hadn't already told us. :\
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It was fun writing the story, H had forgotten a lot of the tiny details. He's forgetful like that, but never when it really counts. ;-]
Maybe I'll do the "how we met" contest with my fan base...you know, once I have one.
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Second, that's a GREAT story.
I wish you guys the best...
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sweet!
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;P
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We are both really happy that you are officiating.