Our love story. Pt 1

Lets go back in time shall we?
Take a little trip down memory lane. 

My 21st birthday was on a Sunday.  I was a brand new manager at the restaurant Tony Roma's.  That day was my very first solo shift and man did I feel like big stuff that morning when I was counting inventory and making the day's prep sheet.  I knew that day would be a great day but I had no idea I was about to meet my future husband. 

One of the servers on shift that morning had a friend (Joe) come in to sit in her section and eat lunch.  I was walking around the restaurant doing my manager duties of discounting appetizer coupons, talking to customers making sure their lunch was good and monitoring just how many smoke breaks the servers actually took in one shift.  There was this tiny staircase that was right by the section that Joe was sitting.  I walked up the staircase and made my way to the host stand.  I remember seeing a guy look up at me and stare but I didn't think anything of it.  Some time later his friend, my server, walked up to me and told me that her friend asked if I was single and he thought I was very pretty.  I walked up to his table and we said our hello's.  Nothing more was really said because I did have a boyfriend at the time.  He respected the fact that I had a boyfriend but just wanted to introduce himself. 

Fast forward 9-12ish months later and I was boyfriendless.  I started getting to know Joe better after several friend group get-togethers.  He was hot on my tail.  He was all about doing whatever he had to do to date me.  At the time, I was into the 'bad boy' thing and the way Joe was ended up annoying me instead of wooing me.  I thought he called too much.  I thought he was too clingy.  I liked him as a friend but nothing romantic.  Slowly but surely... he did start to woo me and we eventually started dating.  On our first date we went to the OSU/OU baseball game with his dad AND his grandpa.  Roooomantic, let me tell ya.  We dated for awhile and  then we broke up.  Then we dated, and broke up.  That went on for about three years.  Finally after I grew up a little and once he 'let me go' I realized how much I loved him and needed him in my life.  One night I was sitting home alone and I had to see him.  I drove all the way downtown and went to the bar (GASP) that he was bartending. I've never been a big talker when it comes to feelings so I thought if I couldn't tell him how I felt about him maybe I could at least show him that I loved and cared about him by out of the blue showing up at his place of employment.  There I sat at the end of the bar watching him work.  I still remember that he was wearing a Napoleon Dynamite VOTE FOR PEDRO t-shirt.  He was on the other end of the bar getting a drink order when I saw a lady selling single stem roses throughout the bar.  She walked up to Joe then walked up to me, handed me a rose and said "its from the bartender down there" as she was pointing in Joe's direction.  I looked at Joe and he winked at me. "He still loves me" I thought and my heart started racing.  It was at that moment when I knew we would be together forever.  I knew I would marry him. 

Once it was time to leave Joe walked me to my car, gave me a big hug and kissed my forehead.  I drove home on cloud 9 and excited for my future with him.


To be continued...





Enjoy your family~