Series of Dates

My wife and I had a series of dates this week. It was nice to hang out and talk. We really needed some time together that wasn’t doing some regular monotonous routine. We even decided to have another date today just so the good times wouldn’t end.

We went for a quick brunch date at “The Henry” in our neighborhood. Granted it was a cheap breakfast, but still- it got us out of the house again. Right got after our meal, we headed to the car and got caught in a fierce rain storm. It’s been a while since we laughed and ran in the rain.

I’ve really enjoyed the time spent with my wife this week. Our lives seem so busy otherwise. Like most folks, our free time ends up being exhausted on the couch with the television on and our cellphones in our hands- zoning out. Reconnecting with each other has been a great feeling. Hopefully we can keep on dating. I kind of like this lady.

How I Scored My Wife

Sometimes I will call my wife for no other reason than to tell her “I love you.”

And that’s it.

Nothing else gets discussed or said. I just say those three words and sometimes hang up. Other times I’ll wait for her response.

I do this because of when I first met her. We had met while hanging out with mutual friends at a club. We had a late night after as we all had Denny’s coffee and laughs. I drove her home and she stole my jacket. But she gave me her phone number. A few days after we met, I called her up and asked only one question of her-

“Can I call you later?”

She said “um, okay” in a confused manner and I saint “thanks” and hung up.

I called her a few hours later and we arranged for our first date. I had intrigued her enough that we ended up being inseparable since the year 2000. My antics of affection- like calling her randomly- continue to keep our love alive.

A week after Valentines Day and I also think about what we do for one another. From the little things, like when we travel- who gets what side of the bed and why. To the big things- like a new car must have special decals added to the windows. We are a great pair and I am happy. Even if my phone call lasts less than 10 seconds.

The ones that got away

I’m always speaking of how wonderful my wife is and how lucky I am to have her.  We have succeeded in creating a happy home with great children and amazing friends.  I wouldn’t change it for the world.

Obviously I had dated before I met my wife.  Many of those women I am still friends with- even my wife has become friends with most of them.  I am happy that this has been possible, since each of my exes have gone on to have pretty great lives.  They have successful careers, marriages, children of their own, traveled the world- you name it, they’ve achieved it.  I guess dating me made them have great lives.

Actually I think the women I dated prior to meeting my wife were all grooming me to become the best partner around.  I think they did a damn fine good job making me the man I have become for my wife.  However, I also missed many chances in the dating ecosphere that could have altered my life and where I am today.  A few times I knew there was a spark between myself and the women. On occasion I also knew that I was someone else’s back-up plan.  I’d like to share the woes of the ones who got away:

Through grades 8 & 9, there was a girl I really liked, but never had the courage to talk to her.  I moved schools for grade 10 and that chance was now gone.  The new school meant I could be a new me.  It also meant new crushes.  I was friends with lots of girls for the next few years until I graduated, but one other girl in high school stood out as the one I never had the courage to date.  

Early on in meeting her, we were partnered up for a school project.  This helped in giving me courage to talk with her.  We hit it off almost immediately, but in my mind she was out of my league.  I should have seen the signs that she also liked me.  I used to wear dress shirts over top of t-shirts (still do that actually).  One time she took the dress shirt from me and wore it for the day.  As we stood by her locker, she taught me the importance of hairspray and how it keeps static down.  We often walked to the local store on our lunch break.  I would lay awake at night running conversations through my head but the next day I could never manage to become her beau.  After graduation, she would come into the gas station I worked at and flirt- but at that time I had a girlfriend whom I was fond of, thus proving it just wasn’t ever meant to be.

Once I met a girl at a park bench while waiting for class at college. We connected immediately, it was instant chemistry. For those few minutes I was sure things were going to happen. She left with her friend, I headed to class and never saw her again. I never got her name or anything- I had lost her before I even had her.

100% chance of not dating.

After high school, there was this one girl who I would do anything for.  I would drop my plans just to hang out with her.  I thought she was amazing.  We had a lot of fun together, but it was never dating.  I finally asked her to be more than just friends… she said no, but vowed to be my second wife if at age 80 we were both alone.  She said this in a way that I knew she did care for me.  I wouldn’t say I was crushed, but we slowly drifted apart as friends.  I will hold her to her promise if required though.

I was always looking for a long term relationship.  My wife and I are a perfect match.  I’m really happy that she isn’t one of the ones who got away, but it was close to happening on our first encounter.  

That’s a story for a different time.