I used to work in a liquor store, and I worked there long enough that I knew several of my regulars. Went to a bar one night, to check out a local band that had been getting some hype on the radio. I thought the band rocked, and thought the lead singer was way hot (he'll kill me for saying this, but he looks like Chris Daughtry)}:) I'm not the groupie type of girl, so I just stared from a distance. In the mean time, one of my liquor store 'regulars' (please don't take regulars as meaning drunks, regulars just means they didn't shop at other stores, and here in OK you can only get alcohol in a liquor store) approached me at the bar and we chit-chatted for a bit. Then she pointed up to the stage and said "That's my big brother, come meet him". Turns out he has the "too cool for school, rockstar image" on the outside, but is a complete goober on the inside (much like myself!). I hate telling people we met in a bar, that just has such a negative connotation, so I tell people his sister introduced us!

"Live well, Love much, Laugh often."

This was an awesome idea.... and I love the glitter thing too! Makes me laugh everytime I see it!

My bf and I met online.... a site called Plenty of Fish.... I was talking to a few different guys but bf was one of the first to actually CALL me.... he plays soccer, I played for 9 years (as a kid) and my daughter had just started her first season so we kinda had something to talk about.... The first time I met bf was at his indoor soccer game.... after the game we hung out for a little bit at the bar in the soccer center... As soon as I got back to my car (to leave) I called my friend and she asked me what I thought of him and if I thought he liked me.... I told her that I definately liked him, that he seemed really cool but I couldn't really read his vibe so I didn't know what he thought.... I said "I guess I'll find out if he calls me!" Not one minute later he called!

We spent that night on the phone until the wee hours of the morning (both of us were unemployed at the time).

The second time I met bf he took me and my kids to his cousin's birthday party with his ENTIRE family! Seriously.... his ENTIRE immediate and extended family were there! Which I thought was cool because at least I find out right quick if I wanted to continue 'getting to know him'.... If I didn't like his family (his mother in particular) I would have ended it.... BUT.... I loved them! ALL of them!

Bf and I have been together ever since and just moved in together a few months ago.... I couldn't have found a more perfect man for me.... I am so in love!

She and I had a collegial relationship, were both single, so I suggested we get together and go out. He came to her house that night, said he fell in love with me instantly. I thought he was handsome and nice. The next day he called me and came over to visit. The rest is history. We got married a year later.

My BF is the best friend of my BIL. I had just been dumped, it was the weekend of my birthday, and my sister and BIL were taking me, their two children and my now BF to a theme park for the day. Lousy life for me, I know. We hit it off on a kid level...literally. I was keeping an eye on my nephew and he joined. Since he has two boys, it was no nevermind to him. We had two hotel rooms for that night and the plan was that my sister and I would share a room and her husband, my soon to be BF, and the two children would room together. Well, somewhere in the mix it was decided that my sister and her whole family should share a room and my future BF and I should share a room. This was a non issue at the time because our room had two beds. BF and I spent the WHOLE night talking. His kids, his time in Iraq, his family, my family, my life, nothing was off limits. Yeah, well, as it turns out, we didn't need the two beds....but nothing happened!!! I left the next day expecting nothing to ever come of it and, low and behold, he found me on myspace. Oh, the miracles on myspace. Eventually I went to visit him (a whole time zone away!) and things grew from there. The rest is....on my blog, I guess...

Were neighbors... I was the girl next door ;). I was actually dating a friend of his, my ex-bf would go over there and chit chat and what not. Bf and I broke up and DH and I started talking, hanging out on his stoop after work, stritcly platonic. One day he asked me if I wanted to go for coffee, I agreed, we both had to go get ready, we came out, wearing the exact same colors to a T. Same color flannel, white t shirt and jeans, I told him sorry but I couldn't go with him, cuz that was too weird LOL!! We have been together now 3.5 yrs and married for 5 months!
We still dress alike occ on accident, I think it's cute!

We are soul mates through and through!

misty.watercolored....lol
When Dh and I met...I thought he was THE offical Dr.McHottiepants. And tragically, I thought he was gay as the day is long. Fortunately for me, he's all about the V.

I was his right hand gal(don't laugh) at an office he worked at. He asked me out...went met at a club, eyes sparkling from across a smoke filled room(before the smoking ban passed),I told him I liked his pants...we danced...we drank...we made out in the parking garage and the rest as they say is history!

To this day I like to let him think I'm using him for great sex and the fact that he's the only man I've ever met who is 150% into cuddling and snuggling CONSTANTLY.

Work out your own salvation. Do not depend on others. ~Buddha

thinking about this! I love the fun posts too, it makes a nice break from my own step-angst.

I met my guy at work (we were both cooks) and I was captivated by his bright blue eyes and sweet smile (and dorky shyness) from day one and we became really good platonic friends because he was with his now-Ex at the time. Since he was off-limits (I am not a boyfriend stealer by trade!) I was myself around him and acted like the total dork that I am. We shared so many interests and that spark was most definitely there. After about six months I realized that I thought about him all the time. As he opened up to me, he told me about his relationship and never said anything outright, but I knew he was extremely unhappy and felt trapped. His main reason for staying with his ex was that he was worried about the kind of guy that she might date (she has a history of scuzzy guys-IV drug users included) and what kind of guy would be around his kids. He needn't have worried, because now that she is not 18, she can't get a date to save her life. She has slept around a bit since he left her, but the guys always dump her after about one week.

Anyway, I fell totally head over heels, but we were both extremely platonic in our behavior and I had no idea how he felt about me except that I was turning into one of his best friends. We share a lot of similar interests and kept lending each other books and movies. We always had something to talk about and I would save up little things I had read or seen to tell him about. He was also friends with most of my family and so they were thrilled when we got together. Our relationship was so comfortable that I would ask him if I had stuff in my teeth and he would tell me about his stomach flu and the resulting diarrhea!! I genuinely thought that we would never be anything more than friends so I just didn't hide anything, even the gross and unattractive stuff. After I realized that I was truly, madly deeply, we had some days that were pure magic from my perspective and it turned out later that it meant the same to him! We had silly little things we did at work and one day he stayed almost an hour past the end of his shift just to talk to me. I don't know what we were talking about, but we ended up "pinky swearing" on something and it was the first time in over a year of being friends that we actually touched hands! It was totally electric. He wrote me a note once that listed some good knife brands from Japan because I needed a good chef's knife for work and I put his note on my fridge for months! It's super pathetic and obsessive, but it falls under secret, single behavior like dancing in your bathroom. It was a huge struggle for me to keep my feelings a secret and it turned out he had the same problem. There were definite clues even though we were both totally professional. Once we were standing in the hallway outside the staff room as I was getting off shift and he was starting his and he just stood there grinning at me and a poster of health and safety practices over his head just fell off right over his face. It was hilarious and he looked adorably embarrassed and flustered as he tried to fight his way out from under the giant laminated sheet, while still looking cool. He told me later that he relived that moment for days and actually blushed while thinking about it. We had lots of funny little encounters like that that made me think he might have hidden feelings, but we both kept everything so under wraps that only our closest friends could tell that we liked each other like that.

I ended up dating another guy (a mutual friend of ours) in an effort to get over him. The guy I dated was very perceptive and actually guessed how I felt about H before he asked me out. He wanted to try to see if he could make me get over H, but it didn't exactly work out. He eventually called me out on it and I was totally honest with him. I told him how I felt about H and that I had no hope about it. He turned out to be amazing and told me to go for it! He said I should tell H how I felt, but I was uncomfortable with that, since he was taken. As it turned out, my bf was (and is) an incredible friend and became my supporter and shoulder to cry on when things got dramatic. We broke up, obviously, but stayed close friends.

I didn't have to worry about telling H about my feelings because he, after months of agonizing personal soul searching, decided to leave his unhappy relationship. He decided it would be better for his kids if their dad was happy and he didn't want them to grow up and think that a normal relationship was like his with his ex. He was also in love with me, although I didn't know it at that point. As soon as he had made the decision to leave his ex, he told her, assuming that she would take it fairly well. Their relationship was very aloof and unaffectionate and he assumed that she felt like he did and that they were mostly together for the kids. She lied to him all the time and acted like she didn't care that he existed, but didn't wave her crazy flag until he ended it. She had told a mutual friend of theirs (who blabbed to H) that she wanted to leave him and so he figured that she felt like he did because of that. He was wrong and she completely lost it and then asked him if he had feelings for anyone else and to be honest he told her about his feelings for me. He didn't want to keep it a secret because that would be worse in the long run, if we waited months and then got together. This is one of the reasons she hates me because she perceives me as the reason he left her. I was a part of the reason, but he had been wrestling with how and when to leave her before he even met me. I think she was completely justified in being angry with me even though I did nothing inappropriate or even flirtatious with H before they broke up. It was the way she handled the anger that caused her to become a massive psycho in my eyes.

AFTER they broke up, he told me about his feelings and it was one of the most amazing moments of my life. When he told me, I responded by hyperventilating and he thought I was freaking out in a bad way. Because we were such platonic friends and I had resigned myself to that, despite his break-up, it came as a complete surprise. I couldn't breathe and he had to get me a paper lunch bag! After I calmed down, I told him how I felt and we hugged for about five minutes and then went for a long walk to a park, sat on what is now "our" bench and talked about everything. We were mega-committed from the first moment and we both assumed that we would be getting married. He told me he loved me just as I was thinking it. We talked about his ex, his kids, our families, our jobs and everything else under the sun. It was incredible and one of the most joyful, intense and euphoric nights of my life. We ended up sitting on the bench until the sun came up and it was very romantic. He told his ex that day, out of respect, so she wouldn't hear it from someone else and that's when all the drama started. He moved in a few weeks later and we got engaged a few months after that and married a few months after that. He said it was the first adult choice of his life. He hadn't wanted his kids and had no choice in that matter (he could have not slept with her, but everyone makes mistakes) and he was with BM because he felt obligated and worried for his kids. He stayed with her in their weird, distant, and unaffectionate relationship but drew the line at getting married. She desperately wanted him to marry her (clearly for the status and prestige it would bring her and she turned out to be crazily obsessed with H) and he refused. He didn't want to marry anyone, least of all her, but when he got together with me, I was the first and only person he desperately wanted to marry. He is the most affectionate and considerate husband ever and one of the reasons I fell for him was that he was and is always kind to everyone. He is extremely compassionate (to a point that irritates me sometimes. He can make me feel like a total nazi sometimes, lol) and cares about everyone. He's not perfect, but he's perfect for me. The only major flaw in our relationship is my issues with the skids and the unnecessary drama with the BM. BM can't face that their relationship had massive flaws and that was why he finally left her and prefers to blame me and cast me as the classic home-wrecker. She didn't appreciate all the leeway I gave her in the beginning, but whatever. She was justified in being hurt and angry at being dumped, but she just took it too far in her behavior. Anyway, that's the rough draft of my story of how H and I met. Not perfect, but it's true.

I love all your stories btw!!!

"The truth shall set you free." ~John 8:32

DH and I met in Nashville (my home). He was passing through town to go to bull-riding school (for fun...huh??) and he loves the town so he stayed that Wednesday night to bar-hop down on Broadway. I was out with 2 of my girlfriends debating whether or not to go home when they said "One more place." So...I went.

As soon as we walked in and went to the bar, this adorable blonde guy (gorgeous, so I thought he was a starving Nashville artist) walks over and says "Why don't you guys put your drinks on my tab?" I turn around to see this absolute cutie pie. I played the "yeah, he's ok" card just to be sly...hehe.

We started talking and I asked him if he was an artist (singer) and he said no. I was shocked, because he definitely had that look and I had dated a few of them already...so I wanted to find out up front if he was an ass! lol ...So, we danced all night and he even danced a few with my 2 "not so hot" girlfriends, which I thought was really sweet. He turned out to be the sweetest, most awesome guy...and he was SO much fun!! I drove him back to his hotel that night and he called me the next day.

So, he goes to bull-riding school 3 hours away and ends up getting hurt pretty bad. (He fell off, got stepped on-on his back and left eye...had a black eye and stitches.) He decided to come back on Saturday and spend the rest of the weekend with me. We fell madly in love with each other that weekend and were saying "I love you" and flying back and for to visit each other within 2 weeks.

We got engaged 2 and a half months later in Las Vegas at the top of the Stratosphere (Space Needle). It was amazing. We got married 3 months after that...it was SO romantic.

It's funny because the day after I met DH, one of my girlfriends who was out with me and met him that night called me. I told her "I have met the man I am going to spend the rest of my life with." :o Crazy, huh?

DH had told all of his friends and family that he would NEVER get married again after everything he had been through. They were all SO shocked and happy that he found me. After 6 years of being divorced and breaking a few hearts of girls who had wanted to marry him, he married ME!!

**SIGH**

Love

Dear glitter shitter,

I met my DH on Craigslist (not the naughty "casual encounters" part!)

I actually had to sell my car on Craigslist at the tail end of my divorce, because my ex pulled a fast one on me at the last minute. So, I put my car on Craigslist, and then noticed, "Hey, they have a singles site!" So I started reading it for yucks, because seriously? 90% of the guys on there are TOTAL asshats. I would read them a few times a week just to laugh my a** off.

Then one day, I came across this one ad from this guy who seemed like a really funny, intelligent guy. Go figure! I didn't respond right away, because I hadn't actually started dating again yet. But then the next day, I was reading the ads for laughs, and suddenly I thought, "I want to go read that one funny guy's ad again." I did, and then before I knew it, I found myself writing a response.

The rest, as they say, is history...

BB

- You are not second best, you are not second class. Do not ever let anyone make you feel that way. (2Bloved)

my DH lived across street when I moved in. Still married at time. Our kids played a lot as was a great neighborhood. Didn't know DH and his ex were having lots of problems. All of a sudden, he was divorced, and about a year later, my car blew up. He helped me put in a new engine in my car (don't you just love a guy who can fix things) and asked me out while doing it. Married within a year. Hard part was with our kids, as his younger daughter and my son were sweet on each other as kids---now they just act like bro and sis.

Yay!!! Another glitter shitter!! thanks for the fun post!

*** A rainbow just threw up on me... and now I'm sh*tting glitter! ***