How did you meet your wife/spouse?

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<p>He was (stay with me now) the boyfriend of a friend of my best friend. I really didn’t like my best friend’s friend, but tolerated the friend because of the best friend. </p>

<p>I met him at a party 27 years ago, but had branded him Loser because of who he dated. Of course after meeting him, he appeared to be everywhere on an campus and would always open with. “Hi Silvermoonlock!! Remember me? We met at M’s party”. This happened at least 6 times - lol </p>

<p>Once I saw him in the library. I thought I saw him before he saw me and dashed into my friends office, but sure enough, there’s a knock on the door and this voice says, “I thought I saw Silvermoonlock come in here”. I told my friend not to answer, but he says, “Come on in, here she is!!” What a friend - lol</p>

<p>To this day, I still accuse him of stalking me. </p>

<p>This year we will celebrate 23 years together!!</p>

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<p>I met my husband at a college dorm party. My roommate was dating his next door neighbor and we often ended up at the same dorm events. I married my college sweetheart, my roommate married hers. All are still married 30+ years later.</p>

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<p>I met my H at a St. Patrick’s Day party on the Upper West Side of NYC. I had worked until the wee hours of the morning the night before, taken a car service home, and then was back at work early, so I was operating on 4 hrs of sleep and no food at all when I met a friend at a bar near the WTC for a drink before going to this party. I ordered a Glenlivet, and the bartender gave me what looked like a quadruple, this being St. Patrick’s Day and all. Naturally, I couldn’t waste it! So I was a bit tipsy when we got to the party, at which we were to meet this guy whom my friend had dated a few times but wasn’t terribly interested in. We were talking about what kind of guy would interest us when this guy appeared in the doorway, and I said, tipsily, “I’d like someone like THAT!” She turned around and said, “That’s the guy I was telling you about.” We talked for the rest of the party, but I wasn’t completely compos mentis. The next couple of times I saw him I remained sober! :smiley: My friend decided that she was more interested in this other guy she was dating, so … ( I also used the “returning an umbrella in person” strategy to engineer a meeting at one point. I recommend it. :smiley: )</p>

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<p>H lived across the street when I was small. He is about 6 years older than me, so didn’t have too much to do with each other. He babysat for me once…and another time knocked down my snowman…my dad chased him down and rubbed his face in the snow. His family moved across town when I was around 8.</p>

<p>THEN…when I was 17…</p>

<p>One night I went to a restaurant with my friend and her family to celebrate her sister’s engagement to a guy who was a drummer in a band. Note, my friend lived NEXT DOOR to H’s family when he lived across the street from me. The sister was older, closer to H’s age so she knew him better back in the day. </p>

<p>H was in the Air Force at the time, but just back in town on leave to pick up a new (hot :smiley: ) Mustang GT he had ordered from a local dealership. While taking the new car out for a spin he came across an old friend who was a guitarist/singer in a band…he invited H to come see his band play that night…</p>

<p>Of course, you guessed it, same band, same night…</p>

<p>So my friends sister runs across H in the restaurant, they get to chatting about old times in the old neighborhood. H asks the sister, “Hey! What ever happened to little JustaMom?” At which point I come strolling in, and that was that.</p>

<p>My dad was none too happy when a 22 year old serviceman in a brand new black sports car came to pick up his 17 year old daughter for a date the next day. :eek: Luckily, it was someone whose family he knew! Pretty funny, and I can’t imagine H’s face if he had been in the same situation with our D!</p>

<p>After that first date, H went back from leave and was in the Air Force for another year, so during my senior year of high school we had a long distance (in the snail mail days!!) relationship. He did manage to fly back for my senior prom, though-awkward for him since he had graduated from the same H.S 6 years earlier! :rolleyes: After that he was discharged and came back to go to State U…I went to an instate private for a year, then transferred to State U. We’re one of the exceptions to the “It won’t last through college” rule. We were married before we graduated, when I had one semester left, he had 2.</p>

<p>H is my bestest friend, I am so thankful for coincidences…</p>

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<p>On the college newspaper. I had returned to college to work on an MBA and edited the college paper to get spending money. He had graduated the semester before but hung around the newsroom because he’d just discovered journalism his last semester of school after finishing with a marketing degree. I used to edit his copy and still do 24 years later.</p>

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<p>We met in a college undergrad seminar. He was younger, annoying and a “bad boy” I only dated very respectable, older men. My then current boyfriend, who had recently proposed, was the editor of law review. But I wasn’t ready to get married and didn’t know if I ever would be. My previous boyfriend had been in med school. Before that (while I was in high school) someone in the air force and before that a senior college athlete. None of them had been “the one”… I was very picky. I had my eye on a couple of professors who looked like they might be interesting. In the meantime I complained to everyone I knew about this boy who was just ruining my favorite class; he was unpleasant and disruptive and kept following me around trying to get my attention. The next term he signed up for two classes with me. He kept following me around. If I would agree to go to his apartment to study, he would cook me dinner… and he was an excellent cook. He was also really smart. And I couldn’t seem to get rid of him. The third term we had classes together it got romantic. When he had the opportunity to do something exciting far away, he told me he wouldn’t go unless I would go with him. He said for me to decide what I wanted out of life and that’s what we would do. We have been married more than 30 years. It has been excellent. I have no idea why he was attracted to me. </p>

<p>It wasn’t as stalkerish as it sounds.</p>

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<p>You should ask him!</p>

<p>I was going to write this earlier but didn’t – but now will! My dh said when he first saw me, he imagined me carrying his child. Weird, huh???</p>

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<p>What a sweet thread! </p>

<p>My wife and I don’t agree on when we met. She thinks it was her freshman/my sophomore year of college, but I don’t remember that at all. I think I met her the next fall when we had lunch together in a group – one of her best friends had just started dating a close friend of mine. She doesn’t remember that. But we agree that we started talking because she would come to visit a friend who lived on the fourth floor of the entryway where I lived on the first floor spring of her sophomore/my junior year. We also liked to study in the same ornate reading room in the library.</p>

<p>I was definitely interested in her, but she wasn’t the only woman I was definitely interested in. There were usually several at a time. Her letters home, which I found and read only a couple years ago, made it clear that she knew I was courting her; before that, she always claimed she didn’t. Anyway, she was really hard to get time with – then, as now, she was over-scheduled and passionately involved in many time-consuming projects. We would sometimes talk for hours when we ran into each other, very deep and personal, but it took six weeks at a time to schedule having lunch or dinner together. She was always booked at least three weeks in advance, and then she would cancel twice before we finally got a firm time. I tried all sorts of things to get closer to her, including sending another girl in whom I had once been interested, but now was just friends with, to live in her house, so I could come by to visit my other friend. Nothing worked. I felt really sad. I turned down a chance to stay at our university for law school so I could go across the country and start over some place where I hadn’t failed so massively in the emotional sphere.</p>

<p>All sorts of people knew we liked each other, but no one wanted us to get together. My friends thought she was too strident and humorless a feminist, and probably a lesbian. Her friends thought I was an arrogant, conservative preppy, and on top of that a straight man – so kind of like four strikes. Even our mutual friends who were dating, and who liked us both – the guy was by then my roommate – thought we were wrong for one another.</p>

<p>I had borrowed a bunch of books from her, and as my graduation approached she sent me a nasty note saying she was leaving in a couple days and I had better get the books back to her before she did. I took them over to her house late at night, and we talked for a while, and finally I made a little speech about how I was sad that the conditions had never been right for us to get together, notwithstanding my big crush on her. She said “It’s not entirely unreciprocated,” and we said goodbye forever.</p>

<p>A few weeks later, when I was already gone, she wrote me an amazing letter about how conflicted she felt, and how she had ended another relationship so she could explore her feelings for me. By that time, we were several hundred miles apart, some of them water. But we were able to spend a few weekends together, at her parents’ house in Cape Cod, and in the dilapidated former inn I was renting with a bunch of friends on Martha’s Vineyard. By the end of the summer, we were clearly a couple, except I was moving to California, and she to New York for a semester. We wrote long, passionate letters. She visited my family at Christmas; I stayed over with her for a few days when my grandmother died. She informed her parents that she was moving to California after she graduated because of me; they were in the early stages of a bitter divorce, and may not have noticed.</p>

<p>Anyway, it was another four years before we could live permanently in the same place. We got married then.</p>

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<p>Greenery, re your post 40, I told her during our first “date” after her “disengagement”. She thought it was hysterically funny - and her mother to this day keeps thanking my wife for marrying me instead of the other guy. Which is even funnier!</p>

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<p>H was my boyfriend’s college roommate. Boyfriend and I broke up. H and I didn’t want to lose touch. One thing led to another (quickly). We were engaged 6 months later. Married now 27 years.</p>

<p>(no idea what happened to the boyfriend)</p>

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<p>I am so glad, Sistersunny. Few have your story.
I continue to think of you and your girls.</p>

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<p>He was a cheese cutter and produce worker at Whole Foods Market. I was a cashier. He asked me if he could give me a massage - the rest is history. 25 1/2 years of great marriage, 2 great kids…</p>

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<p>JHS:</p>

<p>Nice story. Much better than my Phillips head screw driver and tight cords.</p>

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<p>He was a geeky 19 year old and I was 21 finishing up my last year in undergraduate.</p>

<p>We were involved in student government during summer school at a major state U. Thrown together alot and became really good friends with shared interest in baseball and volleyball. One day on the steps of the dorm holding a basket of laundry I found out that we shared the same birthday and the rest is history. I can truly say I married my best friend and 29 years later we still celebrate HIS birthday every year.</p>

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<p>Met in Law School. A group of us had late seminars on Wednesday nights and would often go out to dinner together. One Wednesday, I made an excuse that I needed to stick around school for a few minutes and asked her to wait for me, knowing the others would be gone. Then I made sure we went to dinner at a different place. 18 years and 5 kids later, we remain happily married…</p>

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<p>In an electrical engineering lab- I was the only girl. He and his friend sat behind me the 1st day. They were pretty funny but kind of annoying (he actually started pulling my hair.) When it came time to grab lab partners for the quarter they asked me. I hesitated but then it turned out they were both really smart and we were always the first ones done. Since we had extra time after class we started hanging out. He told me he had been in several of my classes but I didn’t remember him at all ( there were usually 50 guys and 1 or 2 girls in my classes, so I stuck out more than he did!) He turned out to be a very funny, very nice guy, and here we are 33 years later…</p>

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<p>At a nitrous oxide party.</p>

<p>Looking forward to telling that story to the grand-kids.</p>

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<p>Her best friend worked for me.</p>

<p>This was back in the day before needing to worry about being PC in the workplace and things were pretty relaxed when it came to things that were discussed at work.</p>

<p>I had come out of a fairly long term relationship about six month before and was burying myself at work while hanging out with both male and female friends and not really dating or honestly, looking for a relationship. I had three weddings to go to in the next two months and hadn’t met anyone I was interested in taking to any of them. </p>

<p>I mentioned, more in fun than seriously, to a couple of women I worked with that they needed to fix me up with a friend because I needed a date. My friends all thought this was hilarious because I had always been the one who was always in a relationship or dating someone and thought I was the last person who needed to be “fixed up.”</p>

<p>One person had a girlfriend who used to visit her often and I joked…“what about her?” and the next thing I knew she had arranged for the two of them to stop by my apartment one evening for a drink. The three of us talked until about 2AM and I knew I wanted to get to know her better. We had dated for six months when I was recruited for and offered a new position about 250 miles away. Not wanting to try the long distance thing I proposed. We were married 13 months after we met and will celebrate 31 years in June.</p>

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<p>Thanks for this thread! So many are funny, and so many are heartwarming. </p>

<p>drb - have you told that story to the kids?</p>

<p>I met my husband at a party being thrown by a mutual friend who was very interested in dating him. He was aware of that, but the interest was not reciprocated. He had been working up the nerve to approach me for months, and that night, he had prepared by self-medicating with a few beers before showing up at the party - it kind of worked; we met and talked (about Robert Heinlein books, which sounds so lame to me now). It was not clear to me that we were actually dating for quite a long time (6 month!)</p>

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<p>No, I want to embarrass them in from of the grand-children.</p>