So, the time has finally come to write about my first date with my dashing husband. But first, we have to discuss how he asked me out on the date.
We already know about the movie invite by the Wiener-Mobile so let's fast forward a week or so. Security always took good care of the customer service girls. Whichever girl was closing usually got an escort to her car because that is just what the security guards at the mall did. The middle of suburban St. Louis is a high crime area you know. Anyway, my future husband happened to be the security guard walking me out one night. We spent a little time chatting in the back hallways of the mall. As we were saying goodbye he came out with some standard, "see you tomorrow" line to which I quickly blurted that no, in fact, I was not working tomorrow. God forbid, I ever shut my mouth and have a normal conversation. After a short run down of schedules we discovered that we would not see each other for several days. Get ready to oooh and ahhh ladies. He immediately retorted with "I can't wait that long to see you again". Tell me your heart didn't just melt reading that? I'm pretty sure that is the best pick up line ever used on me, which is good considering I married him. After my heart stopped pounding in my ears I gave him my phone number and he promised to call and set up a date. I practically skipped to my car.
The next day I found myself at the gynecologist. Sexy right? It was my first visit so my mom took me out for some Bread Co. afterward to "celebrate"??? That is exactly where I was when my phone rang. It was him. We planned a date for the next day before I went in to work.
The next day I get a phone call. It is N calling to give me a "heads up". Uh, oh....that can't be good right? And what, you might wonder, was I receiving a heads up about? Well, apparently I needed warning that the future love of my life had a tendancy to wear only Hawaiian style shirts and that tends to through people off. After a sigh of relief and confusion I proceeded to get ready for my date.
I was picked up around lunch time by my Hawaiian shirt clad date and after stopping at his bank for some cash we proceeded to Uno's Pizza for lunch. The first comment out of his mouth once inside was something along the lines of "wow, you are a lot shorter than I thought". What does that mean? Was he regretting the date because I was too short? Deciding on pizza toppings was quite a dilemma for me. I am a fairly picky eater but I didn't want to seem demanding or weird for my preferences so I agreed to some supreme type pizza topped with everything under the sun. I disliked almost everything on this pizza. But, since I also didn't want to sit there picking off toppings and creating a fortress of rejected toppings on my plate I forced myself to take a few bites. So, instead of looking like a picky eater, I just looked like I had an eating disorder because I claimed to be full after half a slice. And, of course, being the gentleman he is, he insisted I take home the disgusting leftovers. At least in the privacy of my home I could pick off all the poisonous topping choices.
After pizza we headed to The Butterfly House for a walk around the greenhouse. He lead me around with his hand pressed to the small of my back giving me tingles the entire time. I don't even remember the butterflies. However, this location would become the site of our engangement and wedding a few years later.
So, there you have it. My best first date. It might have started a little bumpy but it all worked out in the end. After all, we did have a second date. But that's for another time. I can't give it all up at once.
