- 3 years ago
- Wedding: March 2014
I’m pretty sure growing up we all thought the moment you found “the one” you’d have that; over the stars, foot popping, heavens gates opening, angels singing type of stuff. Yet while we were growing we all met that one loser who we thought was “the one”. but no big moment, what gives? We grew up and grew wiser and discovered that moron from highschool was not ‘the one” and thank the Lord!! So this thread is to speak about THE ONE, no quotes needed, and about how we had that epic moment of realization that our man was THE man!
We had just returned from our first date so I sat and reviewed; he wasn’t at my door step, I couldn’t wear my heels, no dinner, and no good night kiss, what gives?! Now I know I seem very picky and anal but trust me I am not but I barely knew the kid so of course judgment was high. I thought to myself; just write him off, on to the next, not to mention that I had another date the upcoming weekend with another guy. The choice was made. Matt was out of here but the next day was Sunday and I was bored so who do I phone other than Matt himself. That’s when it happened, the first kiss; now he’ll say it was all me but he kissed me first, yes I barely was giving him breathing room, was two centimeters from his face, and the only way he was getting out this one was by planting a big one on me. Picture the scene in The Lion King where adult Nala pins Adult Simba, well I was Nala and Matt was Simba and there was no way out. *FIREWORKS* plain and simple. Now being the ever so confused girl that I am I did not see him for a whole week and now although that seems pretty normal it wasn’t for me, when I meet a new guy, we were out every night of the week! So everyday persistent little Matty sent texts. e-mail, even a phone call or two, I fearfully responded to every last way of communication. Isn’t that so typical of us women, we date a guy forever who gives of the bare minimum of attention then a new guy coming busting at the seams to give us all the attention in the world and we’re at a lost. I laughed in the face of fear and bravely accepted Matt’s invitation for dinner on Friday. FINALLY FOOD! You know the quote “the way to a man’s heat is through his stomach”, well that quote applies to me as well. Now the restaurant was extremely packed and Tina the talking tummy was starting her nonsense again so I suggested we grab some take-out and head to my place and watch a movie. It was a deal. At this point I was in to him but still was excited about my date with the new guy the next day. Saturday came and I was ready for my date, this time wearing flats! There he was at the door, gave me flowers, opened my door, took me to dinner, made conversation, I could wear my highest heels around him, he even attempted to get out of the car to walk to my door. I should have been jumping for joy right? He did everything thing I wanted he was tall, super nice, talked A LOT, fed me and Tina, and even brought me flowers!! But he wasn’t Matt. He wasn’t the awkwardly shy, sweet, and basically everything I never knew I wanted. The angels were a sanging!! So when new guy attempted to walk me to the door I jumped out of the car screamed “Thanks for everything had a great time!” And sprinted to my front door while already texting Matt if he wanted to come over. It was done. It was over. He was it. THE ONE. 20 minutes late he showed up at my front door with a strawberry-banana smoothie and our love story began. Here we are a year later. Needless to say since then Matt has purchased Tina and I many dinners amongst other things, Tina’s happy and I’m right where I want to be. In love.
Tell us about your “THE ONE” moment.