MY MAN OF MAY
I signed up for this hop, then went over and over in my head what man (or men) I planned to talk about. Then, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that there’s one in particular that I don’t talk about enough.
Corny, isn’t it? But it’s true. He’s one of the most important men in my life… so today I’m going to tell you a little bit about how we met. (And yes, it involves men…lots of them).
There’s also a giveaway…but we’re going to wait a minute for that.
Way back a million years ago (or, 2001), I met some people online. I was just discovering life outside my own head (scary thought), and wound up as part of a Yahoo!group.
Remember Moulin Rouge? Yeah, I kinda had a thing for Ewan McGregor. Still do, actually.
Anywho, I met some great friends through that group. And because I’m a hideous namedropper… Alexandra Christian, Amy Ravenel, and Selah Janel are the ones I’ve managed to hold onto. So, over the years we’ve sort of grown up together. We’ve shared strange loves and dislikes of various men…
We’ve argued over some…
and swooned over others…
but in the end we always keep coming back to that first pretty, little picture.
Yes, this has a point.
It was ultimately because of Ewan McGregor that I met my husband. I’d decided to come to town one weekend in May 2002 to actually meet Lexxx face-to-face (I’d already gone to Indiana that January to play with Selah – more on that later), and didn’t have a clue that by the end of the weekend I’d meet the man I was going to marry.
But I did. As I was getting ready to leave that Sunday, her husband’s best friend (Tally Johnson, by the way…because he would never forgive me for not throwing him props in this story, too) appeared, mumbled something incoherent, and disappeared.
That night when I got home, I got a message from Lexxx… “Bill thinks yer cute.”
And thus started the six-month pre-relationship courtship. We talked constantly, stayed up all night, compared notes on everything… and when he got home after finding out that his divorce was final, he went to sit on Lexxx & Tally’s couch and call me (he lived on the other side of the wall at the time – it was a duplex). He asked me out, and on November 2, 2002, we went on our first date.
Talk about hilarious – for some stupid reason, neither of us knew how to communicate that night. We stumbled through a fabulous dinner and a scary movie… and agreed to go out again.
In March 2003, I moved here to be with him…and a few other reasons (like school) but we won’t get into that. That October, we went to a bar in Columbia to celebrate Halloween.
He ran four other pirates out of the building.
My husband, Bill, dressed as Jack Sparrow
On December 20, 2006, he proposed. Coincidentally it was the night after we bought our house…but still. He came into the bedroom that night, giggling like a maniac, and kept saying “you know what I’m going to say.”
“No, I don’t.”
“Yeah, (gigglegiggle) you do.”
“No, I don’t.”
And he shoves a ring up my nose. Literally. It was dark and he couldn’t see where my face was, and missed the suave, romantic mark by about a mile… the giggling did him in, really… but I said yes.
On November 3, 2007, we were married.
The newest edition
At one point we were that annoying couple that was constantly all over each other. Now we fight like crackheads over a pipe, but that doesn’t mean we don’t love each other. To the outside, untrained eye we look like we hate each other. We say awful things and throw stuff and our house generally sounds like a warzone, but that’s just how we show affection.
Yes, we call each other names. Yes, we throw things at each other. But it’s all in the name of love.
AND NOW FOR THE GIVEAWAY
So, now that you’ve read all of this, leave me a comment and tell me about your favorite man. Any man – family member, significant other, actor, writer… doesn’t matter.
And while you’re at it, leave me an email address, because you just might win stuff. I’m supplying two lucky winners with a book – your choice of my backlist – in PDF form.
ALSO… be sure to check out more from The Men of May Blog Hop!