Mother's Day, 2000. Having spent a lovely day celebrating my mom, I set out to meet a friend and her boyfriend at a neighborhood bar in Arlington, VA. Whitlows was pretty empty that night, and the three of us chatted easily at the bar. A guy walked by, caught my eye, and said "hi". I said "hi", and he continued to his table. This might seem normal enough, and maybe it is where YOU live. Just outside of the nation's capitol, however, men don't just smile nicely and say hi. They are too cool. They have to play all sorts of weird games and make you wonder. That's how it was back then, anyway- so I knew right away that either this guy was strange or not from around here. He was awfully cute, so I hoped for the latter.
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Almost a year out of a pretty unhealthy 5 year relationship at that point, I was finally feeling very emotionally good. Living in my very own apartment, dating occasionally, spending time with friends, and generally just relearning old pastimes and discovering new ones. I wasn't looking for love, but it found me!
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Mike was indeed not from around the DC area, but rather from Massachusetts- just like my grandmother's family. That first night at Whitlows he ultimately asked me to play pool with him, and the rest is history. We married on June 8th, 2002- just over two years from the night we first met.
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That's my story... now spill it, sista- how did you and your significant other meet? Currently single? No problem- feel free to share any first meeting story! I can't wait to learn more about you all :)