The story of us

I figured with Adam's birthday coming up and the 10 year anniversary of when we met coming up next month, that I would tell the story of how we met.

I was going through rough stuff at home and school was really getting to me. I had been working as a shift supervisor at Starbucks but needed a not as stressful job. I was still friends with an ex, and he suggested getting me a job with him at this little shop. I jumped at the chance since I had been wanting to work there for ages. It was a little "head shop" or hippie store. Perfect! I worked there for a few months with this ex, K and his best friend, J. They kept telling me about all the fun bashes they were throwing in a city that was about a half hour away, and kept inviting me to come. (Now remember, we were just 21!) After months of hounding me, I gave in. Sure, I will go to your party! It was a Saturday night and I had to work until 9:30, but then head right out. I was probably wearing my homemade bell bottoms and a tank top, but I don't remember for sure. I found the apartment complex and pulled in the lot. This was a college town and the apartment complex in question was built in the shape of a U with a nice grassy area in the middle. College kids were everywhere and always having parties on the weekends. Most living there had just graduated from college, and were having a good time before moving on with life, and growing up!

I found the right door and walked in. I didn't see anyone I knew, but saw an interesting guy sitting on the couch. He had a White Russian in his hand, The Big Lebowski playing on the t.v., and having a discussion about the Beat poets. I thought, "Hey, I know about them,". So I sat down next to him and said, "I have a fish named Kerouac!" and so we got to talking. That was Adam! He eventually made me a drink, a White Russian! We stayed up all night talking while the party kept going all around us. At about 4am, a group of us decided to grill some BBQ chicken on the grill. Well the grill ran out of gas before the chicken ever got done, so instead we sat around talking. When we heard the birds chirping, I knew it was time to go. Throughout the night I had heard him brag that he had gotten numerous phone numbers the night before and all the girl's names were Sarah, so when I was getting ready to leave and he asked for my phone number, I simply told him that my name was not Sarah so no!

I ended up dating the ex's friend, J for a few weeks, but it wasn't anything serious and everywhere we went, Adam was along with us, so it never really felt like I was dating anyone. In July, Adam and I went on our first official date, and as they say in stories...the rest is history!

It is going on 10 years since that first day, and boy has tons happened since then! I never would have thought that 1 day could change my life so much, but it did! I am so thankful for all the events that have taken place in my life that brought me to that day. After we really started dating, we of course talked about our pasts, and realized that we had crossed paths numerous times over the years, but never really noticed each other until that night. I met an amazing artist in paint splattered Eddie Bauer pants, with holey Doc Martin boots, short hair and no facial hair. If you would have asked me if that was my "type", I would have said no! I'm glad that I didn't keep that in mind the day I met the man of my dreams!