So, first things first...Our Story
|One of my favorite pictures of us!!|
My husband Jeffrey and I actually met when we were 16 yrs old (yes we are high school sweethearts!), while working at the local movie theater as our summer job. I had already been working there a couple of weeks before he was hired on. Now as all you ladies know, when you are sixteen, all you care about are the "hott" guys and flirting. Well, when Jeffrey started working there he was immediately dubbed "the hott guy" at work. And no, not by me, by ALL the other girls! Actually, because everyone else liked him, it made me not like him. I thought he was good looking and all, but I had my eye on another boy who worked with us. Well, as a few weeks passed, I didn't even get a chance to work with him, we literally worked opposite shifts so we had no reason to talk or anything. Until one day it was us two and another co-worker working on a slow day. He and I were just standing there, never having talked before, so it was completely awkward. I have this thing with eyes...I love pretty blue eyes, probably because mine are ugly brown, but anyways, Jeffrey has some of the most gorgeous eyes I've ever seen. So naturally, to break the ice, I said, "Hey, you have really pretty eyes!", was this the best thing I could've said to the hott guy? Uh, probably not. He looked at me, said, "Thanks.", and walked away. We never spoke again. Mainly because I ended up getting fired a couple weeks later...but that's a whole 'nother story!
|college days when the hubs had long hair|
Time moved on, and one day I was in history class and the girl behind me (who I had worked at the movie theater with) asked me if I remembered Jeffrey. I said the hott guy? And she said yes, I couldn't remember what he looked like and she tried to describe him to me, but she couldn't jog my memory. She then told me that he had asked about me at work and was wanting my number. I thought that was really strange since we had never talked and I couldn't even remember what he looked like. I gave her my number, but she said how about I just give you his, and you can text him? Why I said yes, I have no clue, but I text messaged him (I am not normally this kind of person, I'm shy at first, so this was really out of the ordinary for me). We ended up talking all day and into the night. The first time I met up with him was at a "fashion" show at our local mall. Nothing huge, but him and his friend were in it, and he invited me to come. Like every other teenage girl, I had to bring my friend along because we can't do anything by ourselves. It was a really awkward first meet up, but conversation flowed and I started to like him. A couple days later he called me saying he felt like he was "in fifth grade again" but wanted to know if I'd go out with him, I said yes, of course, and we were official!
We stayed together all through the rest of high school, and ended up going to the same college. Halfway through our junior year, Jeffrey found out he had gotten into Texas A&M and he was going to transfer. College Station was 5 hours away from where we were going to school, and we had NEVER been apart, EVER. We talked and talked and came to the decision that we would break up. This was one of the hardest decisions of my life. Would we ever get back together? What am I going to do now? It was very scary, but we figured if we end up back together we were meant to be.....
|brown hair, don't care|