My husband and I met at a college picnic. It's amazing that we ever met because neither of us like those kinds of gatherings. It was the first day of my senior year and the first day of my husband's freshman year.
   
    My friend begged and pleaded, "Please Chell...c'mon, it'll be fun. I want to see if so and so is there and if blah blah blah is still with you know who...yadda, yadda, yadda. We'll only stay for an hour, I PROMISE." Okay...Okay...I'll go.

    There is NO way on God's green earth that my husband would have attended this event if his roommate (who he had just met an hour before) hadn't told him it would be the best food he'd get all year (didn't take the roommate long to peg him..LOL).

    So, to make a long story short, my friend and I walked up to the quad and I saw the back of him standing by the grill. He turned around, our eyes met and that was it.

    My friend, true to her word, was ready to go in an hour...I was not. I hadn't spoken a word to him, didn't even know his name. I asked around and finally found out who his roommate was. As it turns out, they were having a party later. I promptly invited myself. *G* My friend and I went home and later arrived at the party. He and I sat side by side, holding hands and soon decided to go somewhere a little more quiet where we could talk and that's just what we did.

   What happened next was really kind of funny. We were talking and he said that he was interested in environmental issues, especially things to do with fresh water. I knew of a lake not far away...kind of off the beaten path, so we hopped in the car and off we went. As it turns out, it was pitch black out...no stars...no moon and we couldn't see the water until I drove right up to it...LOL.

We were engaged a little over 2 months later and married 10 months and 10 days later....that was 13 years ago. :)

Michelle