Question of the Week: Significant Other
Thursday, November 6, 2008
How did you meet your significant other?
I am pretty sure all of you know this, but it is an easy one for me to do today when I do not have a ton of time.
Tom and I met in High School. I do not remember the exact moment that we met. The majority of our high school lives, we did not know each other very well. We had mutual friends, but did not hang out that often. Tom reminds me often how we had a class together, but that I did not even know that he existed. That is slightly true. I was/am a shy person and do not usually go out of my way to talk to people I do not know. Apparently, Tom was not brave enough to say hi. (Here is what Tom wrote about meeting me... I remember seeing you my first year back in public school. I saw you sitting against the lockers at South Kitsap High School with all of our Port Orchard Posse friends. You were pretty quiet and didn't talk much to me. In fact, it would take us the next two school years to get any closer than casual friendship. I remember thinking you were way out of my league. You always wore cool clothes and listened to music my parents never let me listen to. I fell for you right away and got so jealous when you would talk to our other guy friends and not to me. I regret not being braver and fighting for you, but that would come later...)
I remember when I first started noticing Tom more. We went on a double date to a Mariners game. (I believe it was supposed to be a triple date, Jamie! I remember being mad at you and not wanting to go after you bailed on us.) I went with Jared and Tom went with a girl named Breanna. Breanna apparently had a crush on Jared and spent the whole time talking to him. I did not mind, since Jared and I went as friends, more power to her. Tom, on the other hand, did care. I do not think the seating allowed us to talk much during the game, but we talked on the ferry ride home and that is when I started getting to know him better. We joked about Breanna for months and months. Maybe we should thank her for bringing us closer. :) That is when my crush started. It took a couple years, but eventually that crush turned into love.
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Which husband should I write about? Just kidding. I will just stick to you and Tom. I am so HAPPY you guys worked out. And I don't think I bailed out on that date. I don't think I was invited to go. Really I don't remember. I do remember Breanna though. I never met her, but I remember the stories. Wasn't she the internet girl? Maybe I am wrong. I do remember the time you guys weren't getting along, and I invited both of you to go to town down Seattle, the three of us got a picture on that big pig. Jody took it. And I hid behind you guys so it was only you two. But you can still see my long legs in the picture. I should find that. It is pretty funny. But you and Tom are perfect for each other! Happy ending in the end.
Believe me Jamie. I actually wrote about it in my journal... you were invited. You and Rusty were supposed to come, but Rusty had something else going on and so you bailed. Breanna wasn't the internet girl... that was Brit. (How do you like that nickname Brit??? The internet girl!) I remember a few times when Tom and I weren't getting along and you would find ways to get us together somehow. They were all very awkward. :) You were the "middle man" in our relationship a few times.
OH I am really confused. Sorry Brit. Maybe I knew that. I don't know. I can't keep track of anything anymore. Yes I am great with making awkward moments. I don't know how I get my self in messes.
I meant awkward in a good way, Jamie. :) Tom and I were (are) very lucky to have you as a friend. You are a great friend. You helped us out a lot when we were being stupid. Of course, by WE I mean TOM. ;) Oh, I wish you lived closer.
Yes, of course it was all Tom! It would be fun if I lived closer, but then again you would have to put up with me and all of my issues. FUN FUN
Aaah! How sweet.
And Jamie, I was the internet girl! That fits now that I blog all the time. I never even ended up meeting Tom until Rusty and I were dating.
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