Yes it is our anniversary today. Of our first date. We went for a walk at the Dingle Park. Because, dear readers, we met on line! I tell people this because so many have bizarre concepts of 'on-line' dating. We met on line - we didn't date online. We dated in the real actual world of this and that. We weren't struck by a lightening bolt of love when we first met either. If someone had set us up or we'd met through a church social (thank you Ann Landers) we wouldn't have persevered because no big thing happened upon meeting. BUT because we were both online looking - we knew to keep going and see what happened.
I must say, this is a vastly superior form of dating than I had experienced in my life. Meeting online beats the heck out of meeting at a bar. In almost ten years of singlehood, not ONE friend had introduced me to someone that I then dated.
It is pretty expensive though. SP cost me ten American dollars and I want you to know he is worth every cent!
Despite all the foolishness I utter, I adore this guy! We were both fifty when we met and had both lived quite a bit. Each of us had two children by then - mine grown and gone, his young and present. We were both air-force brats, we liked similar music and had many of the same reference points. We both love messing about in boats and avoiding consumerism. We are both fanatic readers and love to cook. SP is much much quieter than I am but so far he seems to enjoy my outgoingness as I enjoy his introspection.
I am so grateful that we both took a chance and found each other...and glad we did it Jean Baptiste Day, a holiday in Quebec!