Tam over at Sew Dang Cute (you DO know about this amazing craft blog, right?!) is doing a little getting to know you series. Today she blogged about one of her most memorable dates. Everyone has one… or a dozen. I know I do! But there is one date that gets brought up in our house regularly.
My husband and I were just friends for over a year before I “came to my senses” (his words) and figured out there was more between us. But that doesn’t mean he didn’t TRY earlier than that! We would regularly grab lunch together and at one point he weaseled his way into a “real” date with me. I put real in quotes only because it didn’t start out as an official date… somehow it went from grabbing dinner together (instead of lunch) to him picking me up… and a movie… and dropping me off at my door. Hmmm. Sounds suspiciously like a date!
So we go out to dinner. For anyone familiar with Boston you’ll know about the iconic John Harvard’s Brew House and restaurant in Cambridge.
I don’t really remember what we had but I would bet an arm that Ryan ordered a burger and I am pretty sure I had a yummy salad. The vibe was weird. I knew he was viewing this as a date and I was not. The food was good, though!
Then we went to the historic Brattle Theatre and saw Frida.
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To this day we can’t see Frida on tv and not discuss this “date”! It was a great movie but you could pretty much cut the tension between us with a knife. I kept wondering if he was going to make a move!
And if that wasn’t enough to make it a date then how about getting coffee/hot chocolate after?? I was too polite to say no (after all, we WERE friends!) but it was obvious that the poor guy just wanted to make the night last longer!
So then comes that uncomfortable moment when he walks me to my door. Uh oh. I knew it was coming. Women know when a guy is about to move in for the kiss! However, much to my future husband’s chagrin, I quickly pulled out my keys and commented on how late it was! Ohhhh…. bummer, dude!
Once we finally started dating (and our first kiss was the best of my life… I knew in that very moment I would marry him) I never lived that date night down. I can’t tell you how often I had to listen to him “complain” about how I dissed him on my stoop.
Date stories just make me smile so I would love to hear some of yours!!