In the beginning, God created…
Oops, guess we don’t have to go quite that far back. In all seriousness, Brandon and I haven’t even been together that long, so that title has just a
hint boatload of saracasm associated with it.
The #1 question Brandon and I get asked all of the time is, “How did you meet?”, since he was living in Ohio and I was down in Florida at the time. So I thought I might save some time and answer that question for the masses (or two people who read this blog… whatever).
Brandon’s brother and his family live down in Florida and I attended the same church as they did.
In May of 2009, Brandon flew down from Ohio to visit Matt and the gang. During that visit, he was introduced to Carrie, the church’s preschool director. After Brandon flew back to Ohio, Carrie and Christi were talking about Brandon, and Carrie suggested that perhaps Brandon and I would get along (because who wouldn’t get along with this girl? ).
So Brandon’s sister-in-law, Christi, decided to play match-maker and spoke to me one day about how wonderful her brother-in-law was and how he was single and around my age (I’m actually a month older than Brandon… a fact that he likes to remind me about on a frequent basis). I suggested that he find me on Facebook and maybe we could get to be friends (let’s be honest… I think we both wanted to see pictures of each other before we made any rash decisions!).
Brandon did, in fact, add me on Facebook. And for about 3 months, we just emailed back and forth and occasionally talked on the phone. Neither of us believed that we would ever be more than friends… I think we were just entertaining each other for the time being.
Then in September, Brandon decided to fly down for Labor Day weekend to “see his nieces” (yeah, right, we all know that he was really wanting to meet ME! ). We hung out all weekend with his family, and I had absolutely no idea what he was thinking or if he was remotely interested in me. He likes to say that he was sitting back and just trying to figure me out (Good luck with that, buddy! Had no one ever told him how complicated the female species is?!).
He came to my birthday party, but I still couldn’t figure out if he was just being nice or if there was something more developing…
FINALLY on the day before he left, he took me out for dinner (sushi… yum!). After dinner, we sat on the beach and talked for hours. We both finally admitted that we were interested in each other and the rest, as they say is history…
And that’s “how we met.” Since a primary reason for starting this blog is to talk about life as a newlywed, I thought it was only fitting to take you back to the beginning of our story. Stay tuned, because I’ll be sharing some stories from our dating
years months at a later date.
Inquiring minds want to know…
How did you meet YOUR significant other?