“He’s weird!” I said. “Look at his watch?” He was wearing a troll watch, complete with bright pink hair and yellow shiny eyes. I was in the middle of my ‘ewwie’ face when my friend SeniorPP says to me “Hey.....dummy.....you’re wearing the same damn watch!” And there it was, proof positive that there was a guy out there just as weird as me.
For years (and I mean years) my friends kept begging me to go out with him. They said we were meant for each other. He liked everything tiki and the Ray Conniff Singers. He liked Disneyland and 70's tv shows and any kind of road trip. They said he was the was the ying to my yang, but I just didn't see it. My friends were persistent, one time giving him my number and having him call me only to be rebuffed when I told him I couldn't go out...my cat had kittens. I don’t know why I was being so picky - it’s not like I was any prize myself. I was an out of work actor who had just been fired from my day job at a bakery. You can better believe that if I was a guy and had just met ‘me’ I’d run real fast in the opposite direction.
But things change when you’re 33 and still single - even the guy wearing the fucking troll watch starts to look good. So I called him and asked him out - expecting him to say no...but he said yes.
There was a muscle car show at the Peterson Automotive Museum and I was dying to see it. Yes I’m a car freak (especially VW's and muscle cars) and I knew that this guy would be a keeper if he was willing to indulge my auto obsession. And he was. Honestly I don't remember the walk thru the museum, I just remember him. After we checked out the cars we talked in their snack bar until it closed. We ended up at Miceli's for dinner and ordered a pizza and a bottle of chianti in a wicker bottle. The waiter handed us a pen and had us sign the wicker chianti bottle before hanging it above our heads. And at the end of the date, he surprised me with a model of this new Volkswagen Beetle that was going into production soon.
I was hooked.
13 years ago today we were married at the Peterson Automotive Museum, the site of our first date. Our reception was at Miceli's, where he proposed, and we ordered a lot of chianti in wicker bottles and had everyone sign them. Every year we celebrate our anniversary by going to Miceli's and drawing on a wicker bottle. The only difference now is that we take the RedHead along with us. It's not all wine and roses - he hates that I drop the f-bomb in front of the RedHead and I hate that before he wished me Happy Birthday this year, he said Happy iPhone 5 day, but I gotta say I still dig this guy. I really do. My life would be shit without him - it really would!
So Happy Anniversary Mr.P! I love you like crazy! Thank you for liking me for me. By the way honey I want to test drive the new Alfa Romeo.
But things change when you’re 33 and still single - even the guy wearing the fucking troll watch starts to look good. So I called him and asked him out - expecting him to say no...but he said yes.
There was a muscle car show at the Peterson Automotive Museum and I was dying to see it. Yes I’m a car freak (especially VW's and muscle cars) and I knew that this guy would be a keeper if he was willing to indulge my auto obsession. And he was. Honestly I don't remember the walk thru the museum, I just remember him. After we checked out the cars we talked in their snack bar until it closed. We ended up at Miceli's for dinner and ordered a pizza and a bottle of chianti in a wicker bottle. The waiter handed us a pen and had us sign the wicker chianti bottle before hanging it above our heads. And at the end of the date, he surprised me with a model of this new Volkswagen Beetle that was going into production soon.
I was hooked.
13 years ago today we were married at the Peterson Automotive Museum, the site of our first date. Our reception was at Miceli's, where he proposed, and we ordered a lot of chianti in wicker bottles and had everyone sign them. Every year we celebrate our anniversary by going to Miceli's and drawing on a wicker bottle. The only difference now is that we take the RedHead along with us. It's not all wine and roses - he hates that I drop the f-bomb in front of the RedHead and I hate that before he wished me Happy Birthday this year, he said Happy iPhone 5 day, but I gotta say I still dig this guy. I really do. My life would be shit without him - it really would!
So Happy Anniversary Mr.P! I love you like crazy! Thank you for liking me for me. By the way honey I want to test drive the new Alfa Romeo.
