Happy Birthday to TG!
It's hard to believe you are a quarter of a century old. Geez.
In honor of TG's birthday, I figured I would share a little bit about our early days here on the ol' blog. TG and I met at Pantana Bobs ("PBs") bar when I was a junior in college. Note: whenever anyone asks me where we met I always say "through some mutual friends". Which is true...but it is certainly more historically accurate to say that we met in a bar on draft beer night. He was new to ECU and had recently transferred from Southern Methodist University (in Dallas).
He asked me out on a date several times before it actually happened. For whatever reason*, something about first dates sends me into a panic and gives me a stomach ache. Poor TG, I think I made up homework excuses twice before getting brave enough to keep a date.
Anyways, we agreed to hang out one night before going to out with our friends. We had a fun time and another date was set. It was close to Halloween so I suggested we carve some pumpkins. (Cheesy I know, but I like activities.) Also, activities tend to make things less awkward. Pumpkins were carved and a dinner date finally happened a week later.
Christmas rolled around and I mentioned how fun it would be to decorate a tree. Several days later, we picked out a Christmas tree and decorated it with cheap ornaments from Target.
The rest is history.
[and thankfully, that snippet of "decor" to the right of the tree is history as well.]
[Camping trip 2009]
Happy Birthday to you!!
You bring me so much love, laughter, and fun every day.
I lurve you very much.
*A seriously bad first date comes to mind. Crickets chirping kind of awkward.