Not too long ago, I shared our Story with all of you - the story of how The Fancy Fiance and I met and fell in love. Well, like I said, there's always two sides, right? So here's his side of the story. (Btw, he references The Notebook. What more could a girl ask for?)
|From our trip to Spain in 2009|
I’d been looking for a reason to introduce myself to the pretty first year from Texas long before we first spoke. We had several mutual friends, but had never officially met. Ostensibly the reason for my stopping her in the hallway that first time was to ask about the law school election speeches she had just heard. But really, I was just looking for an excuse to talk to her. (So I’m no Noah Calhoun. Cut me some slack.) It was only later that I learned the main reason she had attended that assembly was the free lunch.
Once Facebook made our friendship official, we began chatting more and more. The more I got to know her, the more I liked her. I learned she was a huge football fan and that her family tradition was to watch the Cowboys on Thanksgiving Day. (That she loved football made me overlook the tragic fact that she is a Dallas fan.) She told me how before law school, she was an actress and had founded a theatre company in Chicago. I discovered that although she was interested in environmental law, her true passion was photography. I also learned that we shared similar interests in food (Italian, Mexican, and pretty much anything spicy), music (Johnny Cash and Manu Chao!), and movies, and had similarly dry (and mostly off-color) senses of humor. She told me about her large, boisterous Texan family and I told her about my large, boisterous Italian family.
Although we almost met up in San Francisco that summer, it wasn’t until September 13, 2008 that I finally asked her out. Looking back, our first date—a home-cooked pasta dinner followed by a movie—was a perfectly appropriate start to our relationship. As Steph mentioned, staying in, cooking dinner, and watching a movie is still a typical date night for us.
I wasted no time. Two weeks later she met up with me and my Dad for lunch, and just over two months later she had met pretty much everyone on both sides of my family at Thanksgiving.
A lot has happened since then. We managed to survive law school, the California bar exam, crazy law firm jobs, and the inconvenience of living in separate cities for over two years. Although our lives have been crazy and stressful for much of the time we’ve been together, we’ve also squeezed in plenty of unforgettable moments and firsts: an amazing trip to Italy and Spain, several weekend getaways to Disneyland, my first Frito Pie, Steph’s first pasta carbonara (a la Eric), my first trip to D.C., Steph’s first trip to Mexico, my first pair of boots, Steph’s first pair of pink pants, our first pet guinea pig . . .
I think the old saying “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” also holds true for relationships. The last five years have probably been the most demanding of our lives, yet here we are—more committed to each other than ever and ready to tie the knot on our five-year anniversary.
I’m just awfully grateful they served free pizza at that assembly.
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I know, I know, I'm the luckiest gal in all the land. :)
PS - You can find my side of the story here.