Me? I was introduced by a friend. They had some business together, and had become friends. She thought I should meet him, so we went on a "double date" of sorts.
I should say that I was 21 years old, living in Hawaii, having never gone "away" to college, since I'd lived at home. I had some wild oats to sow. And I had no desire for a serious boyfriend.
He was nice. Too nice. He held doors for me. Footed the bill. I thought it was obnoxious. Let me be clear, I was an idiot. I was poor and should have relished in someone footing the bill.
He continued flirting with me for the next nine months. Eventually I was worn down by a conversation about cooking. He was bragging about cooking something or other and I asked when he was going to cook for me? Of course, we all know we should be careful what we wish for. He offered to cook me dinner.
On the menu:
Wild Rice Stuffed Cornish Game Hens
Yeah, he had me at "margarita".
We dated, fell in love. I
Now we share dreams of sitting on our lanai in Maui when we are retired. Playing with our grandkids on the beach. Growing old together. Because he has my heart forever.
Happy Valentine's Day!