As Promised ...

I just LOVE telling this story. Any family members/friends who know the in-depth story of how Terry (my hunky hubby) and I met you might as well skip reading todays blog for fear of being bored to death or going blind from rolling your eyes. Hee hee ... for those of you who don't know the story, here it is!! (keep the "gagging yourself with your finger" to yourself, please)
My cousin, Sherry, was married to Terry's cousin, Ron (they are now divorced). Now I know this immediately conjures up thoughts of incest, but trust me, there's absolutely NO blood relation between Terry and I ... I want to make that clear right from the start.
My older sister and her then husband Tim hung around Sherry and Ron alot in the mid-eighties as they were very close in age. I was in my final year of high school, a completely wasteful year of Grade 13, undecided as to whether to go to business school or work full time. I had just begun a new "relationship" with a nice young man (or at least I thought he was nice) around May of that year (I believe, if memory serves me correctly, it was 1986). My sis, Ellen, kept talking about a male cousin of Ron's who had moved up to Ontario from Nova Scotia in March to work and was looking to meet people ... in particular, looking for a "lady friend". I agreed to meet him, I thought that he would be welcomed into my easy-going circle of friends with open arms. So my "boyfriend" at the time thought it a little unusual, but agreed it was a good idea for me to meet him, and the evening was planned by my sister and Ron. Coincidentally, Sherry had just given birth to their first child, and was in hospital with the baby in Toronto. So the plan was to ride up with Ron & my sis to visit Sherry and see the baby. Yes, a BLIND DATE to the MATERNITY WARD of a hospital was our first meeting.
So the day came, and I have to admit, the thought did cross my mind as to whether this fine young fellow, who had come all the way from the other side of Canada, would ultimately be the right one for me, even though I was in another "relationship". I decided to let fate take it's course and just relax and have a fun evening.
Well, he turned out to be a hunk. Ooo la la. Ellen and Ron made us ride in the back seat together so we had no choice but to strike up a conversation about anything and everything. I was so uncomfortable and nervous, I'm sure it showed. Our trip to the hospital went well, and I must say I was so impressed when he donned the scrubs to go in to see the baby.
Our evening continued back at my sis's apartment, where the 4 of us played one of those beer guzzling boards games, and I was losing horribly and decided to quit whilest I still had my dignity and my stomach contents were intact. From there we went to Ron & Sherry's, and Terry expressed interest in taking me out for a ride on Ron's motorbike (to this day he says it's because he wanted to feel his arms around me ... perv!!!)
So other than almost killing me on the bike when he popped a wheelie, the rest of the night went well ... he drove me home and we agreed to keep in touch. OMG he was sweet. But I knew I couldn't back out of the other relationship ... that just wasn't me.
(continued in a 2nd post ... see "As Promised continued" over to the left in the list of my blogs ... I'm too wordy and this website won't save anything bigger!! LOL)