For my mother's sake...

So, my mom wanted me to write down how me and Chris met and other sappy things like that so she could put it together in a scrapbook. I thought that it would all be on my blog, but I realized that I was purposely vague when I first started dating Chris so that I wouldn't jinx anything. Now since this is over the internet I'm not sure how much to share, but here it is. The story of how me and Chris met...(warning you, it isn't all that romantic)

A long, long time ago (a little over a month that is) I was at a ball (YSA dance). I was somewhat enjoying myself, as much as you can when you came stag with another couple. It was about midway through the dance and we decided that we wanted some water. My companions got caught in a conversation in the foyer and so I proceded back into the dance by myself. As I prepared to enter the ballroom (otherwise known as a gym)I spotted a very nice looking young man. We smiled at each other and I continued on into the dance.

This particular young man related later that he spent most of the rest of the dance searching frantically for the fair maiden that had smiled at him at the doorway, but it was all in vain. For she was hidden in the mass of dancers.

Back to my account...The ball had ended and the masses were separating to their different endeavers. My companions Kirk and Candee were taking an exuberant amount of time to leave so I prepared to take my leave alone. I'll admit I was hoping that one of the young men that I had met that evening would ask me out or at least converse with me, but as they were otherwise engaged I left.

As I was making my way to my vehicle I noticed the handsome young man that had smiled at me earlier. As we were crossing paths he turned to me and said "Hey, I meant to speak with you earlier in there but could not find you"

Thus began a long conversation that carried on to my residence that evening. And as it is said, the rest is history.


Ok, I hope you enjoyed my cheesy telling of that story :)