Las Vegas Labor Day Dopefest nearly one year ago. 
And I wasn’t going to get serious about him; just have an adventure. But when I got back I had to email him. Then I had to call him. Then I had to see him again, so I talked him into coming to visit me. Well, then I had to visit him because he visited me. Then he told me he loved me. ::sigh::
I love you, rjk.
Now he’s blushing - he’s shy, you know.
[sub]note to Padeye - you need to tell Ann about this[/sub]
We met at work. I had vowed never to get involved with a co-worker again, but it was a unique and totally impulsive situation. Let me first mention that we were both working for my cousin. There was no attraction at first, for either of us. We barely spoke for the first few weeks that he worked there. Then we began to have a few conversations here and there, and eventually discovered a common interest: computers. We talked a few times in email and on ICQ. He seemed to have a really good sense of humor, so I invited him to join us at a party one night. That’s the night that kicked it all off. We never intended to get serious about one another, but it happened. We’ve been together for 2 years now, and just celebrated our first wedding anniversary.
That’s a record…for BOTH of us. :o
He still likes to joke around that I invited him to that party for THAT purpose, but in all honesty, I really didn’t. I just thought he would enjoy himself, and we (meaning myself and the friends who hosted the party) were always adding new faces to their parties. How was I to know he’d end up falling in love with me and worship the ground I walk on? :rolleyes:
Loverboy and I were in the same freshman Biology class. I didn’t really notice him. One day, we got some free time in class and I was talking to my friend Bryan. (Bryan was friends with Loverboy at the time.) I was singing “Master of Puppets” to myself, but I only knew a few lines. Loverboy sang the rest to me.
A few weeks later, I was having a birthday party and Bryan was invited. Bryan didn’t really know many other people at my party, so he asked if he could invite Loverboy. I said yes. Bryan told Loverboy about the party the day of, and Loverboy still came and got me a present! :eek: We started talking at my party, and that’s when we became great friends. Eventually, it turned into something more.
Ahhh… the oft-underestimated romantic power of old-school Metallica…
Oh duh, I forgot the best part! He got me the “Master of Puppets” CD because he knew I liked the song.
The story of Damhna & tatertot
Sigh - I miss my WBOCN. 
I first met Mrs. D “officially” at a national Catholic youth rally at St. Mary’s College in Notre Dame, Indiana. The reason I say officially is that after we were dating, I found that she used to live next door to some cousins of mine that I used to visit quite frequently as a young child. Anyway, we were both sophomores in HS and were suprised to find out she was from a nearby school. Afterwards we would run into each other now and again at any diocesean youth functions, but we were never really interested in each other.
We didn’t run into each other again until College. For both of us it was our first class of our first day of College. I sat next to her in Trigonometry and joke with her, but even at that point, I wasn’t interested in her romantically.
It wasn’t until we had a Pascal programming class together our sophomore year that I decided to call her up. It was a Friday evening and I had absolutely nothing to do. I figured I would call her up and ask her out for a date. The phone conversation went something like this:
Me: “So, what are you doing?”
Her: “I JUST got out of the shower.”
Me: “Oh… really!”
Her: “Yeah. After I dry off I thought I’d grab some dinner.”
Me: “Oh… uh… so… you’re going to grab some dinner?”
Her: “Yeah.”
Me: “Oh… uh… so… you’re going to grab some dinner?”
<<snip>>
Eventually I asked her out. The funny thing about it was that she knew what I was trying to do (Figures!) and she told me later that she wasn’t about to let me off the hook that easy.
After a couple of dates, I had totally fallen for her. When I told her I loved her, it sort of scared her. Plus, she had never really dated anyone up until this point and there were a few other guys that were flirting with her at the time. For her it was a real ego boost. She continued dating me, but for about 3 months, she would never acknowledge it any time I told her I loved her. I never really pushed it because I didn’t want to push her away, but it was one long emotional roller coaster ride for me. She finally came to realize that she really did love me (persistance payed off in the end) and we’ve been together ever since (11 years together, married for 7).
We met while making armrests for Ford Tauruses, working our way through college.
I’m still much too serious but it’s hard not to smile when you have someone as wonderful as Lola smiling back at you.
It seems that Lola and I followed each other around for years without ever meeting each other, I guess that one day the gods smiled upon us and decided that we should be together.
I tried to resist her for as long as possible but to no avail, I soon found myself looking forward to every moment I could spend in her company and relished the fact she would give me wake-up calls nearly every morning. I still need wake-up calls but it is so much better now that she does them in person.
She is the love of my life and my best friend.
Drunk.
SO and I met a long time ago, in a galaxy far away. We both hung out with the same group of houligans downtown. He was dating a friend of mine, and she was on the verge of dumping him. (He was 16, she was 16, and I was 18) He was your typical teenage boy, trying to get her to do things she hadn’t done yet. So, she dumped him.
Two weeks later, I decided he wasn’t all that bad, and proceded to ask him out. He said yes, we dated for about a month, then decided to cool it. He went on to date 2 or three other girls, I got engaged, and then I broke it off. We lived together as friends, then got our own places. (Waste of money. I should have just lived with him.)
He moved to Atlanta in January. I was heartbroken, because he was my best friend, and he had to leave on short notice. I cried for days and days. Then I decided to get over it. I started dating, and everytime I would go out, he would call and leave a message on the machine. It was like some psychic thing going on.
Yesterday, he tells me he needs to talk to me. I started getting scared. He came into town for his heart checkup. His mother is moving to Atlanta, and I was scared that they were going to pawn off his brother on me. I went over there, and we had lunch.
We both went out side, and he began to tell me lots of mushy love stuff. (Coming from him, it was a total shocker.) He tells me that he has something that he wants to ask me, but he doesn’t think the time is right. So, for now, we’re just back together. But really happy.
Damn. Sorry this is long! I’m still in the giddy phase right now.
Most boring story ever: in a bar. He hit on me, I reciprocated, now we’re married.
Ok…Post attempt take two… I’m on my roommates computer and it’s not nearly as nice as mine…
Anyway…for my first post EVER, I’d love to share the story of how I met the love of my life…
We actually met online almost 4 years ago. Both of us were home, bored and kinda lonely, so we somehow ended up in the same room playing Spades on Yahoo. I usually ended up playing with people who annoyed me, but here was this really funny guy who was actually a pretty darn good card player. After we won our game, I asked if we could exchange ICQ numbers so that we could play together again. We did and somehow the card games became a thing of the past and we were up for 7-8 hours at night just chatting online. After like 2 years or something we finally started talking on the phone (we are both super shy). We were talking for 4 and 5 hours at a time that way too. We had been sending each other little presents in the mail from almost the beginning, but gradually they became more personal and more special…and I realized something other than just friendship was going on. I knew I was in love and eventually we both admitted it to each other…
In March of this year, we met IRL for the first time. I was nervous as heck, but it went so wonderfully. There was never an awkward moment from the time he stepped off the plane. He’s been back twice after that and it just keeps getting better. Once we both finish school, we hope to move closer together and maybe even get married. He’s definitely my soulmate though and I hate that he’s in Texas and I’m stuck in West Va. I am making my first flight ever over Thanksgiving to go meet his family and see TX… Keep your fingers crossed on that one. I’ve talked to everyone down there, but that will be a whole new thing!
Well, in a bar… See, I was sitting out front on a patio in this little Irish pub in Lakeland. Reading “To Sail Beyond the Sunset” by Heinlein. Meanwhile, I can’t help overhearing these three women talking about guys, plays, the trouble with buying bras, etc. etc. And they were totally hilarious. I tried my hardest to keep from laughing out loud, but I guess my shoulders were shaking from holding it in. So this blonde invites me to come sit with them, since I was laughing at them. I politely declined, and that was that.
A little while later, she walks over and asked what I was reading. I showed her, and she proceeds to tell me that Heinlein is one of HER favorite authors as well, and starts quoting from “The Notebooks of Lazarus Long”.
I was intrigued, to say the least! So I took her up on the offer to sit at their table, and we have been pretty inseparable since. This was on April Fools Day, if that gives you any indication how much FUN this relationship has been for me. She is the sweetest, and most caring woman that it has ever been my good fortune to meet.
I came, I saw, SHE conquered.
My wife and I first kissed on Halloween, and I proposed to her on Friday the 13th of the following October. 
We were both TAs in the same graduate program, and her office was down the hall from mine. She was in the last year of a Master’s program, and I was just starting towards a PhD. That would’ve been 13 years ago, right about now.
I met Mrs. KVS through a matchmaker - the professional kind. She (the matchmaker) had set up my roommate several times, and he kept bugging me to call her. Finally I did, and I went over to meet her. It was at this meeting that she told me that she knew someone that would be good for me. (Here’s the great part). She, the matchmaker, didn’t actually know the person - she only knew of her. It turns out that the sister of a friend of the future Mrs. KVS had been staying with the matchmaker’s family while attending school. They had talked about her (the future Mrs. KVS). So, the matchmaker gave me her number, and I tried to call - for a week or so. It turns out that the future Mrs. KVS (who was living in New York at the time) had her answering machine in a sunroom, and it would overheat all the time. Anyway, we finally went out, and continued dating . . . and got engaged a little less than 3 months later. A few days later, I finally got to introduce the matchmaker to the future Mrs. KVS! And that was 11 years and 3 kids ago.
Confusing, eh?
A Tale of Two Sisters…
One was my group’s secretary, the other owned a house with a large horse barn. The sister with the horses had two daughters who took lessons from my future SO. It was approaching Christmas time and the sisters decided to turn their annual party into a “let’s fix Pete’s future SO up” party. All of the single guys in my department (three of us) were invited. When we got there it was obvious everyone knew what was going on. It was a major “When E.F. Hutton talks, people listen” moment whenever we would approach her. In spite of this, we hit it off well. We had our first real date four days later and six months after that we were engaged.
In church. No, really! 10 years this September.
And Geo, shy? Demure? Riiigggghhhhtt!
I met my SO in a bar too. He knew my good friend Terry and the first night I saw him I pointed him out to Terry and then Terry introduced us. I was dating someone else at the time but my SO pursued me relentlessly until I dumped the other guy. We were engaged about 2 months later and we’re getting married in April.
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*Originally posted by FairyChatMom *
**Picture it - Sicily - 1983.
Oh my Lord! I thought I was the only person who ever quoted lines from the Golden Girls…
Anyway, my SO and I met at a Christmas party of a mutual friend. I fell in love with him and we had a wonderful 7 months together until he dumped me 3 weeks ago and walked out of my life, come to find out he never loved me to begin with. I guess he’d be my ex-SO now. Think I’ll steer clear of Christmas parties for awhile.