Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Love is in the air

Carrie, the Gremlin Wrangler, has asked the question, "How did you meet your husband?" She's even using Mr. Linky to string some answers together. You should check out the love fest and join in.

As for how I met Bill -- well, it was a personal ad. One night 4 girlfriends and I were sitting around reading making fun of the personals. We all decided to put one in right then before anyone chickened out since we just "knew" we could write a better ad than those in the paper.

The other girls I was with all described themselves, what they looked like, etc. Mine said something about wanting to meet a guy with the morals of Andy Griffith, who knew the words to the Brady Bunch song (thought that would put them in the right age). I didn't say one thing about my looks, my age or anything. I did say I had 2 kids though.

THAT was an experience, let me tell you. I made my way through about 70 responses to my ad. For example, it's funny how when you talk to someone on the phone they can forget to tell you that they are a double amputee....or that they have absolutly no teeth - real or false. That's something you find out for yourself when you go to meet them. I talked to some real doozies that I didn't even want to meet.

I had a written list of requirements that my prospective dates had to meet before I would agree to meet them in person. These included going to church. Responses such as "I used to go" or "I really should go" or "I go on Easter" didn't count. They had to have a job - I wasn't looking to support anyone else. They had to be non-smokers, non-drinkers and have no tattoos. Not sure why I was such a stickler on tattoos, but I was.

Bill had been divorced about a year and he was at work at Alcoa and all the guys there kept telling him to answer these ads - every day they would pick some out for him to call. This went on for months. He always said no. One day he told them they could pick out ONE, he would go on ONE date and report back to them and then they would never speak of it again. So everyone agreed to this plan and the guys proceeded to choose one ad. And it turned out to me mine.

Bill called my voice mail and stammered his way through an introduction. I called him back and we talked on the phone several times. A few days later we met in the parking lot of Burger King, went inside and talked for several hours, then went to a steak house and had dinner and neither of us ever dated anyone else. We were engaged 4 months later on Valentine's Day and married 3 months after that. That was almost 14 years ago.