3 Hearts, 1 Beat: How I met him.

The first of 2008 my roommate came home having drinks with some friends from work. She asked me to go to a local bar and have a drink with her because there was going to be guy there she liked. I didn't want to go because I was tired and I didn't look like going out. She ended up talking me into going and we got down to the bar, we grab a booth and a drink. The guy she liked showed up and he ending up sitting next to me. The drink ended up just putting me to sleep. Her friend kept pulling on my sweatshirt to hold me up so I wouldn't get in trouble for falling asleep. About an hour later we drop her friend off at his apartment and we went home and I went to bed and crash. The next morning I had a friend request from him and he had sent me a message asking what I was going that night along with his number. That night I had plans to go down to the local piano bar for a friends birthday. I went to the party but left early so I could go hang out and watch a movie at his place.

His birthday was just a week later so I took him out to dinner. I asked him about 20 or so questions... Questions like... Did he had any children. Had he ever been married. Did he talk to his family and was he close to them. Did he have a job. What did he want out of life. Did he want to get married and have children. Did he have any piercings or tattoos. Did he do drugs. He answered the questions correct (to my standards). He also said, 'you know this is our first date' - I replied 'yes, I know'. My thought was, if you don't answer these to my standard then we didn't need to start dating. I knew what I wanted in a boyfriend and future husband. I had dated the bad guys and the guys that didn't have the same goals in life as me or even belief's. I knew I wanted to start dating with a goal of marriage. I knew that I wanted to travel and see the states before starting a family. I wanted one child with the maybe the thoughts of one more later. I wanted a guy that believed in Jesus and God. I wanted someone that would wanted to raise our family with the same belief's in the lord. I wanted someone that would enjoy a glass of wine or beer while watching sports, but not a lush. Someone who would watch horrible reality tv or a sappy romantic movie with me. I wanted a family man, being the only child I'm close to my parents. I grew up seeing my grandparents and cousins every couple of weeks. I wanted someone that had a degree that had a passion to work. Someone that wanted to travel and not just sit at home but also enjoyed a Saturday night on the couch watching movies and eating frozen pizza. I didn't grow up with my dad going hunting or fishing. My dad was and still is a hard working man that kept the yard mowed, the pool clean, could build anything and fix everything, and never called into work. I knew that I didn't want someone that wanted to spend hours in the woods or someone that didn't have drive. I wanted someone that would be like my dad, in a way. I knew I wanted a year engagement and I wanted to wait five years before we started our family. To say I knew what I wanted was an understatement. I knew what I wanted and I wasn't going to just settle for anything else.

After his birthday dinner we saw each other every day and then about a month later we decided to make it official, July he moved in with me, October 11 we were engaged, October 3, 2009 we were married. I love being married to him more than I would ever thought I could. I am so thankful that my roommate asked me to go to the bar that one Friday night when all I wanted to do was fall asleep on the couch while watching TV.

{Hot Springs: our first trip to the horse races - 4.2008}