tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630979976490932348.post9088730113283693792..comments2023-08-25T06:20:51.166-06:00Comments on Such a Sew and Sew: I Must Ask . . . How Did You Meet?Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07980461113595763030noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630979976490932348.post-41078669642484821482011-11-14T18:19:30.982-07:002011-11-14T18:19:30.982-07:00we met in Mexico City on a youth missions trip :)we met in Mexico City on a youth missions trip :)QuiltNut Creationshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09110209087478973404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630979976490932348.post-31292731450286760292011-11-13T22:07:10.661-07:002011-11-13T22:07:10.661-07:00I met my hubby at work. We worked opposite shifts...I met my hubby at work. We worked opposite shifts, then I moved to Russia for a year and when I came home we were on the same shift. We started work at 5 am and spent a few hours talking everyday before the store opened. He got to hear all about my crazy Russian ex-fiance and i got to hear all about his crazy ex girlfriend. And a few weeks into it he asked me out. We went out after work every single day for a few weeks and it didn't take long before we knew we were supposed to stay together. We kept it a secret at work for months, because technically we weren't allowed to date co-workers. And then he got promoted to my supervisor and we knew we really had to keep it quiet. I didn't wear a ring to work until less than 30 days before the wedding, because that was my official window of time to find a new job. Luckily I was able to transfer to another store right after the wedding and we both got to keep our jobs. I later got promoted, transfered back to my original store where we met and took over his job. Anyway, I was shocked that he loved me when he saw me at my worst. Just reeling off of the Russia mafia ex-fiance experience, and lets be honest, no one is at their best at 5 am day after day. After the whole Mafia guy/ex-fiance I was ready to swear off men and dating forever. But despite my best efforts to ignore how he made me feel, I fell in love and we got married at the next semester break, just before Christmas. Which was a really convenient time to get married, and a terrible time for an anniversary.pinksuedeshoehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18002905706141198125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630979976490932348.post-11116268548477711442011-11-12T20:39:50.232-07:002011-11-12T20:39:50.232-07:00In college, I took some LDS Institute of Religion ...In college, I took some LDS Institute of Religion courses. My friend was on a Friday morning (6:30 am!) committee that put up decorative bulletin boards throughout the building. She told me that I needed to join her. So, I signed up for Committee. First Friday, 6:30 am. I walk in, and there, as part of the committee presidency, is sitting this guy. In a kilt. And bare feet. That was him. <br />We started dating the next semester. Engaged in the summer. Married that Fall.Jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09302411325907934749noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630979976490932348.post-80513576883715679852011-11-11T22:38:32.772-07:002011-11-11T22:38:32.772-07:00I was working for the local Girl Scout Council, an...I was working for the local Girl Scout Council, and my hubby was the Ranger/Manager at a park directly adjacent to one of our camps. I called him to arrange some type of event, and he mentioned, quite quickly that he was a single Dad of a Girl Scout. We dated for 4 years to be sure our little Girl Scout could handle another person sharing her Daddy with her. DH proposed by saying, "So. You wanna get married or what." A couple of days later he gave me a chain saw--which cuts a lot more stuff than a diamond, says he. Not to mention the family heirloom diamond he gave Darling Daughter's mom ended up cutting his face when she delivered a left hook while wearing it. I did get a diamond anniversary ring for both our 10th and 20th anniversaries. And his Mom thought the story about me not getting the ring sucked, so she told everyone that "when I go toes up, Marianne gets my ring." I wear her beautiful ring whenever I can.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13102684933543382923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630979976490932348.post-316361429575689082011-11-11T16:39:52.252-07:002011-11-11T16:39:52.252-07:00I met my husband at a social event at church. I w...I met my husband at a social event at church. I was nineteen, in school full-time and working as many hours as I could get to pay for school so I had no social life at all. When this event was announced, I didn't want to go, but my parents told me I had to go because I needed to do something besides work and study once in a while. He came with friends who are older, so I thought he was a lot older than he was, so I pretty much wrote him off as too old. He didn't talk to me again for about six months, then out of the blue he asked me out. Later he told me it took that long to work up the courage. I figured I could go since I had nothing to lose. This summer we just had our 17th anniversary. (and my glasses in my wedding picture are almost identical to yours, too)Elizabethhttp://momssewingroom.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630979976490932348.post-9929968123575875132011-11-11T13:40:03.490-07:002011-11-11T13:40:03.490-07:00We met on New Year's Eve at a club/bar. I was...We met on New Year's Eve at a club/bar. I was on holiday break from college, in my senior year. I was out with my sister and another friend of mine. We walked in and threw our coats on top of the pile on the cigarette machine (because that's the kind of dive place it was), and I immediately noticed a tall, dark, and handsome stranger out of the corner of my eye. Long dark hair, mustache, white shirt, black leather vest. He looked like a musician, which was my type at the time. He sort of circled around our group quietly, not saying anything. I figured he was eyeing my sister, since she usually got the attention, but when I went to the bar to order a drink, he followed me, still not saying anything. Finally, he said something lame, like, "You're really tall," and I shot back with, "Really, is that the best you've got?" And the rest, as they say, is history.Paulettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06181665241824945247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630979976490932348.post-51147872948369473602011-11-11T07:06:53.902-07:002011-11-11T07:06:53.902-07:00My hubby and I met in high school through our ex&#...My hubby and I met in high school through our ex's. We have been toghether ever since and this year celebrated our 36 wedding anniversary.Stray Stitches (Linda G)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13745220686468103536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630979976490932348.post-35936658372776137362011-11-11T06:12:35.093-07:002011-11-11T06:12:35.093-07:00I met my hubby at WORK. We were in the military t...I met my hubby at WORK. We were in the military together way back then... 24 years ago. But work isn't a choice there. So no vote.Mommarockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09551129981851834217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630979976490932348.post-39764459988060352342011-11-11T05:50:02.048-07:002011-11-11T05:50:02.048-07:00I met the man at a friend's house. I was divor...I met the man at a friend's house. I was divorced with 3 kids under the age of 7, had just moved accross the country from everyone and everything I had ever known. Oh and I was NOT interested in meeting anyone! I had been in my new town for maybe 3 weeks when someone I met at the new congregation I had just started attending asked if I would like to come over for dinner. Honestly, I wasn't going to go. I was not sure how I felt about being in a house full of people I didn't know but my aunt and uncle were going and she called me about 5 times that day to make sure I came. The man was there because he was buddies with the people who invited me. He was nice but I was NOT INTERESTED! When it was time to leave he asked if I would like to go to a bon fire that weekend at his friend's house. I always 'try' to be polite and since I didn't know anyone, thought maybe I should get to know new people. On the other hand, I didn't really want this guy calling me. But I am capable of getting out of things when I want to so I though what would it hurt to give him my number....little did I know! He called me a few times that week about going to the bon fire (which I DID get out of) and then he called me a few times to ask me out. At which point I stopped answering my phone. Finally one day when I had some time to talk I chatted him up some and then those calls got longer, and then I went to a movie with a big group of people and he was there. Little by little we started hanging out but I kept telling him I wasn't interested. Needless to say he wore me down. lol Boy am I glad he did!Angiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09061959219863893253noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630979976490932348.post-34329784382829010822011-11-11T04:28:13.012-07:002011-11-11T04:28:13.012-07:00It feels like I've known Mr. P forever , but w...It feels like I've known Mr. P forever , but we actually met in 1993 on a cold rainy day at a local football match . I was there with my best friend and her husband. Her husband was Mr. P's best friend. I was trudging back around a wet soggy oval with Miss P in tow (she was about two years old then ) and was introduced to him in passing. He looked like such a bum I didn't give the meeting a second thought but 8 years later we started dating.Shayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11032969125788408807noreply@blogger.com