Chris and I met June 30, 2012 - on my front porch.
My hairstylist, Connie, texted me one Saturday morning about a month before, asking for a picture of me. I thought since it was early Saturday morning (and she usually has a client), I thought she was going to show someone a picture of my haircut. I texted her a picture - not the best picture I had of myself, but it wasn't awful either.
A little bit of time went by and Connie texted me again. This time, she asked for my permission to give my number to a "nice young man" whom she has known for a long time. My first reaction was NO! No way on earth would I ever be set up with someone. But I pestered her with questions, "How old was he?" "What did he look like?" "What did he do?" "Was he a stalker?" Finally, I conceded and this guy got my number.
To be honest, as my week went on, I forgot about it. All of a sudden, it's Thursday night. I'm driving to eat dinner with my good pal, Sus, as we do most Thursday nights. My phone goes off and it was an unfamiliar number. I wanted to crawl in a hole! What had I done!!!??? I hadn't really communicated with a boy since my ex and I broke up. What if he didn't like me? Rejection was not something I thought I could handle!!! So much went through my mind in a split second, *breathe Angela* I said. And I texted him back ;)
Chris was very nice. We texted for a little while and I found out he knew my dad from playing tennis. A week or so later, we talked on the phone for the first time as he was driving down to Mobile for a tennis tournament. We talked again on the phone as he was driving back to GA (where he currently works).
A week later, June 30, we went on our first date. He picked me up at my house. I always play the piano when I'm nervous. Go figure I was ready early (I think that's the only time since I've been ready early) and I played and played the piano forever it felt like. My first thought when I opened the door was "Wow." (a good wow) We drove to Huntsville to eat at Rosie's (good Mexican food). I don't remember the drive being awkward or anything - we seemed to have plenty to chat about. Our waiter was weird and we had a good laugh about that. He took me to a movie and afterwards, we went downtown Huntsville to listen to some live music.
Fast forward nine wonderful months of getting to know each other, becoming each other's best friend, and falling in love.
As I mentioned, Chris is currently working in GA on a project. So, he's home on the weekends. Well, this past week, he came home Thursday night (unbeknownst to me). Friday, he took my mom and my dad out to eat, where he asked permission to marry me. We went to a Good Friday service held at a local church. Chris' parents came to the service and came over afterwards. We were all eating and talking, etc. Somewhere along the way, I had picked up Chris had come back to Alabama Thursday night. I didn't think too much of it since I thought his oldest sister was already at his other sister's house in Prattville and he went to visit them.
All that evening, Chris had been trying to think of a way to get me to come out to the front porch (where we first met). But I kept saying, it's too cold outside, I don't want to, are you trying to make me angry?? (I laugh so hard thinking about it now) Well, Chris' parents left and my parents started getting ready for bed. Around midnight, Chris said he needed to go. So, I walked him out like always.
March 30 was our 9 month anniversary. Chris finally, after me not cooperating, decided to wait until midnight and ask me then.
After wishing me happy nine months and being very sweet, he says there is one more thing he needs to ask me. He got down on one knee and asked me if I would marry him. I was basically in shock. I asked him if he was serious! He said he was and I said yes! He put the ring on my finger :) I even did a little happy dance.
