Sunday, January 8, 2012

For my fans

Wow, I appreciate all of the support I have gotten from everyone...maybe i already said that...but it's worth saying again!  Anyway...I had a request (yeah, I'm like a rock star now...I get requests) to talk about how I met my husband.  So, this one's for you Kimberlee (for the record, I still think of you as Kimbe).  I can only assume that you would want to know where anyone could find a guy that would agree to the crazy ideas I come up with! 

Let me start by saying, he's awesome!  No, I'm not just saying that cause I know he might read this, i really think he's a great guy.  Don't get me wrong, we've had some pretty impressive ups and downs, and I'm sure we will in the future also, but I can't imagine going through this tornado without him. did we meet....

Well, let me start by saying that when I met him I had just been through a pretty horrible breakup (think: moved across the country to be with a guy and get hardcore dumped the first week I was there).  I was finally starting to put things back together after living with my parents for a while (yeah, awesome), and moved back to Rock Hill to be with my friends and get back to school.  At this point I was living with three girls in a two bedroom townhouse.  Wow, talk about crazy.  You should have seen that place at 8 on a Thursday night!  With only one bathroom, it was cramped to put it mildy.  The story of us living together could be whole post on its own, so I'll just leave it at that!  Getting back to my'll have to excuse me, I tend to get a little off track sometimes!  Meanwhile, back at the ranch...I got a job at the no longer exsistant LoneStar Steakhouse in Pineville.  For the record, I never worked there when they did the line dancing, so don't ask!  While working there, I became friends with some people and we tended to hang out as a group quite a bit.  There was a good mix of guys and girls, and we got to be friends pretty fast.

 In that group there was a guy...well, at the time I kind of just considered him a jerk (sorry babe, but you already knew that).  This guy was a total flirt!  He could flirt with a post if you put a skirt on it!  The thing I remember most was those black and white adidas tennis shoes (which, by the way he is currently wearing), and this green phone he always had.  He just had this, "I'm awesome" thing going on.  So, naturally, I despised him (if you know me at all, you could have guesssed that, I can't stand cocky).  So, yo may be asking yourself, how did this cocky annoying guy get together with such an amazing girl (haha, even I can't say that with a straight face!)?  In come the friends-you know who you are-...and the bet.  Yep, you heard me right-a bet!  So, word on the street around here is that two people bet Jeremy that he couldn't get me to go out with him, and him being cocky like he was, he couldn't fail at that!

So, he started asking me out, even going so far as to buying movie tickets before work and asking me to a movie.  Well, I obviously was skeptical since I pretty much hated him, so I finally told him that if he wanted to go out, he could meet my friends and I at the Longbranch (woot woot) on Thursday night.  Never in a million years did I think he would show up!  But, man am I glad he did!!  That was officially our first date, though I honestly can't say I remember most of it (it was college and yes, I had some drinks before he showed up), I'm so glad it happened.  I guess the rest is history...we were together from that night on.  We dated for a while and ended up married a couple years later.  Even had one of the girls involved in the bet as a bridesmaid, which is somewhat ironic. 

So I guess you could say that a lost bet for one side was such a win for the other.  I seriously can't imagine any other man being able to handle all of the things I have thrown at him from the surrogacy to the adoption.  He has been so supportive and amazing through all of it.  Even just in the few weeks that we have seriously been trying to work on the adoption he has been there with an incredible faith that we are heading the right direction and seems to know the perfect thing to say to keep me on the path we know we should be on.  Most days it feels like I am the tornado and he is that brick house that just stands and weathers the storm.  We have come  a long way from when we first got married and didn't say things cause we didn't want to make the other one we know we need to say things or else the other one will end up mad! 

We have our 10 year anniversary this year in August (I still can't believe that), and I know that we will have so many more.  I am so blessed to have found him to have as a friend, husband and father.  I'm pretty sure that I don't tell him enough, so hopefully he's keeping up with this too and he'll know!!

Thanks for visiting!!

1 comment:

  1. I love this post! I also assumed my husband was a cocky jerk before I took the time to get to know him. Crazy how you really can't judge a book by its cover. I also love your comment about saying things so the other doesn't get mad. Very well put and so true!