The week's edition of Kelly's Korner's Show Us Your Life is to tell the story of how you meet your husband or fiance. Well, I'm not married nor am I engaged, but I do have a boyfriend. This fall we'll have 4th anniversary, and if everything goes the we we've planned at some point several years down the line he might hold that title.
I actually started telling the story of how we met and started dating last year. I promised Crazy Shenanigans, that my New Year's Resolution would be to tell the next chapter of this saga. So with this week's Kelly's Korner theme I though this would be a great time. If you're new here be sure to check out the links to the first few chapters below.
For our fourth official date (or third from his point of view) we went to the race track. The boy's parents raise quarter horses, and this night one of their horses happened to be running. The plan was to place a few $1 dollar bets, eat some food, and watch a few races. He told me we might run into his parent's there, but we could try to avoid them. And sure enough there was a moment when his dad walked right by us not noticing.
Not too long after we were there, the boy's sister called asking him if he wanted to see a movie with her and her husband. The boy's always been a big movie person so people would tend to call him whenever they went, knowing they could always count on him to say yes. Except this time he had to say no. Since this was somewhat out of character for him, she curiously asked where he was.
"You're at the racetrack? By yourself?" I'm sure the response must have gone.
"No, I'm here with a girl."
Not too long after that, he handed the phone to me. "She wants to talk to you." Now, I honestly don't remember what we said. I'm sure nothing more than a hello, but clearly she was curious about this new girl his brother was dating.
Acting as any younger sister would, she immeadiatly called their mother to let her in on what was happening. If she wasn't able to met this new girl her brother was dating she at least wanted someone to. Which meant not long afterwards the boy received a call from his mom. Turns out that while we were standing at the track itself, his parents were the on the second floor of the building almost directly behind us. We waved hello, and since we were officially spotted headed upstairs so I could meet his parents for the first time.
We spent the rest of the night watching the races a table with his parents, one of the couple friends, and the couple's 4-or-5-year-old son. (If your curious their horse wound up losing its race that night.)
But that isn't the end of the night, because he still had to take me home. He took me back the apartment, and that night, the night that I first met his parents, we shared our first kiss. We said goodnight, and I went on-line eager to share the details of the night with my best friend. We were already chatting on AIM (remember those days?), when I heard a knock at the door. I opened it up to find...
Yes, this is how I'm ending this one. Don't you love a cliffhanger? Have you ever had your first kiss after you've already met their parents? If you're here from Kelly's Korner thanks for stopping by! Otherwise, be sure to head over to Kelly's Korner to here more "How We Met" stories. I had a feeling this is going to be a great week with some great stories.
Part 1:We Meet in Math Class
Part 2: We Get to Know Each Other
Part 3: The First Date
Part 4: We Start to Date