Throwback Thursday: Eventually, I Married Him

I always like hearing stories about how people got together with their spouses — how they met, what the first date was like, etc. So I thought that maybe you’d like to hear the beginnings of my and J’s love story, too. If you don’t…welp, see ya later.

Jordan and I met in an education class at Colorado State. He wasn’t really on my radar at first… in fact, I thought he was a little annoying. You know that one guy in class who always has something to say? Yeah, that was Jordan. The first words he ever said to me didn’t help the situation, either. As in all education classes, we had to do get-to-know-you crap at the start of the semester. Jordan mentioned that he worked at a place that made area rugs. Our instructor asked him to bring one in, so the next day, he did.

That morning started out rough for me… it was a 7:40 class, which was bad enough, and right before class, I’d managed to drop the key to my bike lock down the sink in the bathroom. So I was now transportationless for the rest of the day and not happy about the situation. As I walked into class, the first thing I heard was some guy shout from across the room, “HEY! Wipe your feet! I brought a rug.” My feet were not muddy. I was not impressed. This is pretty much the look I gave my future husband:

This poor girl will be famous for that face forever.

A few weeks later, though, Jordan’s practicum placement classroom was right next door to mine. We started chatting. Soon, I found myself intentionally arriving a few minutes early just to talk to him. (I found out later that he was doing the same thing, and getting anywhere early is not Jordan’s strong suit. Yeah. He liked me.)

After practicum, I always went to work for a couple of hours. I checked my e-mail there, and I had a note from Jordan. It said that he hadn’t gotten a chance to talk to me after class, but he and some friends were going to a corn maze the next night and I was invited. Hmmm. I had planned to stay in all weekend, as I had several massive papers due the next week. But…Jordan was cute. I was 20. I had priorities.

So I called the number he left in the e-mail, made fun of his voicemail greeting (I’m a jerk. Why did he want to hang out with me?), and said I was up for it. The next night, he picked me up, and we met a few of his friends and headed out to the corn maze. (He ran a red light on the way. Somebody was nervous about a certain redhead sitting in the passenger seat.) At this point, neither of us thought this was a date, as there were other people with us, but we were doing a bit of flirting.  The maze was incredibly muddy, which made me slip several times. I had to hold his arm to keep from falling. He claims I did this on purpose. He is correct.

After we made our way through the corn maze, Jordan invited me and the friends we were with to come over to watch a movie. They said they would come, so he dropped them off at their cars and we went back to his place to wait for them. But then they called a few minutes later and said they weren’t coming. Suspicious? Maybe. Convenient? Definitely. 

We put in The Italian Job but didn’t really watch it. Not because of that, you pervs. We were talking. And laughing. Lots of laughing. By the end of the night, I had decided that I actually really liked this formerly annoying boy from my ed class. I’m pretty sure he felt the same way. 

At 3 a.m. or so, I finally decided that I should probably go home, so he dropped me off and I collapsed into bed. A few hours later, I woke up to stumble into the bathroom, where my roommate was getting ready for work.

“Dude,” I mumbled, still mostly sleeping. “I think I went on a date last night.”

“Wait, what? You think you went on a date?”

“Yeah. We held hands.”

“Well,” she said, straight-faced, “I hope you used a glove!”

And then I went back to sleep. I didn’t get her pun until I woke up for real a few hours later.

Fast-forward eight years, and now I’m married to that cute boy from ED350. All because of a rug and a corn maze.

 

How did you and your significant other meet?

What was your best first date?

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17 thoughts on “Throwback Thursday: Eventually, I Married Him”

  1. Great story. I lived in the apartment across the hall from D. I went to take my dog out wearing my steelers sweatshirt. We had small-chatted before this, but his mouth dropped this time and he asked if I was a steelers fan. We watched games all fall/winter together before we went on a date. See? Good things do come out of football!

  2. You have a great writing voice 🙂
    This made me think about how my husband and I dated, and neither of us could remember a first date! Come to think of it, we might have just hung out all the time. .. until we we decided to cut our bills down and get hitched. 🙂

  3. I love reading these kinds of stories. As always, your writing captivated me. I can only imagine how amazing you are as a teacher. I love your throw back Thursdays!

  4. Cute-I like it! Makes me smile, even though I’ve heard most of it before! 🙂 Just wanted to tell you good luck tomorrow in your race. We will be on a plane, hopefully to thaw out, but will be thinking of you! How was Hamlet? And, hope your conference was worth the time there. Love ya, Julie Date: Fri, 7 Feb 2014 02:35:43 +0000 To: buffmom81@hotmail.com

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