How did you and hubby meet?

catwoman

Cathlete
So, I know this has nothing to do with working out, but I thought it'd be fun since it's the time of year typically focused on family. I was driving to the store yesterday to get some forgotten ingredient for our Thanksgiving Day feast, and somehow I got to thinking about working out, then I thought about Cathe, and I thought, "I wonder how she and her hubby met." I know I always like telling the story about how I met my husband, so what the heck! I thought I'd ask Cathe, too.

Cathe, I apologize if you'd told this story before on here, but could you share it for the newbies, and even the "older" ones of us who never got to see it? I always love hearing how people met their significant other.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYBODY!
 
Hi there Catwoman,

Not Cathe of course (and sorry if I'm interrupting) but would you believe I was wondering the same thing just yesterday.

I often wonder if it was simply through a mutual friend OR (since I believe he's a state trooper by prfession) did he have to arrest Cathe for doing something 'untoward' like doing 100 stability-ball-pikes all while keeping a smile on her face. Now that's just illegal!!!

Best,

Shelby

"There's something so pure about the way boys love you" - Jodie Foster
 
Hi Catwoman! Sure, I can share:)

We knew each other in college, but we were just friends then. A few years after college we both happened to be in the gym working out on a very quiet Friday night. We joked around at how we were probably the only two people working out on a Friday night. So with that, we decided to go to a movie. The rest is history.

How did you meet you hubby?
 
You're funny Shelby:7

Well, I think you're a hoot yourself, Cathe dah-ling!

Adorable story of course. Thanks for sharing this as well as all your other cute little family stories with us. Hope your day is going well so far.

Best,
Shelby

“There’s something so pure about the way boys love you.” – Jodie Foster
 
Isn't it funny how simple it is to meet Mr. or Mrs. Right? Some people spend years trying so hard, but if they'd just stop for a second, there he or she is.

Mine is sort of a long story about how I met my hubby, but I'll try to condense it:

We met at work in November of 1999. He liked me, but I didn't really notice him. Six months later, I realized I liked him, but I didn't want to be the one to say something. I wanted him to ask me out, rather than the other way around. But he could never get around to asking me. Then he quit his job, and we became friends, but I was always hoping for more...but he thought I didn't like him because of something I'd said once, so he never asked me out. After several months, I told him how I felt, but he told me he wasn't ready for a relationship with me. More of the "friend" thing followed. Finally, I told him that being just friends with him was too hard, because I wanted more, and if that wasn't what he wanted, then we should just go our separate ways. So, we did. A month or so later, 9/11 happened, and I emailed him. He replied almost immediately, saying that he hoped it wasn't too late for us and that he wanted to take me out and that he missed me, and on and on. We started dating and that was it.

We did almost everything to keep from getting together, but when two people are meant for each other, things have a way of working out.
 

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