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<blockquote data-quote="Lil" data-source="post: 736061" data-attributes="member: 17309"><p>Part 2 - told you it was long.</p><p></p><p>Poor Jabber. He didn't know how neurotic I was. I was so shell shocked from my first husband I tried terribly hard to NOT love him. Even after I knew I loved him, I wouldn't say it first. Thank heaven's he did or I might have just burst! He proposed much sooner than I thought he would. We met in February and he proposed in September...on my birthday. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /> I told him I would not get married until we'd at least dated a year. I knew he wanted three kids - I already had my son and I was NOT having another baby with someone unless I was sure they'd stick around, so I told him he'd be lucky to get ONE, not three, and I wouldn't consider that until we'd been married a year. (For various reasons, after that year elapsed, things didn't work out in that respect...my only regret in our marriage...and even after I told him I would understand if he wanted to find someone else, he still chose me. Go figure.)</p><p></p><p>Anyway, we married in April and between September and April, I must have made life <em>so hard</em> for him.<img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite5" alt=":confused:" title="Confused :confused:" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":confused:" /> He'd show up to find me crying and telling him I couldn't marry him because I'd ruined my credit and I couldn't saddle him with all these debts and bill collectors. Or I'd get cold feet because I was worried about money in other ways - I literally would spend HOURS looking for a PENNY error in my checkbook. I finally told him I couldn't marry him unless he gave me total control over our joint finances and he could only have an allowance of like $200 per paycheck. His response? <em>"Oh thank God. I hate paying the bills!" </em></p><p></p><p>I love this man so much!</p><p></p><p>I even briefly considered refusing to marry him because I was afraid that when we get old he may die first and leave me alone. How's that for neurotic?</p><p></p><p>All the way up to our wedding, I was a wreck. Then, the day of, I was fine. Really. I was calm and collected. I walked up the aisle with my son in his little morning coat (it was very formal) and when Jabber began his vows I - <em>totally lost my mind! </em>I started just WEEPING. <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/cry.png" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":cry:" title="cry :cry:" data-shortname=":cry:" /> I cried thru his vows and my vows and my nose was running and all I could think was, <em>"Please God, let someone offer me a tissue!"</em> and then I thought, <em>"Next time I do this, I'm carrying a handkerchief" </em>and finally<em>, "OMG! My nose won't stop running and I have to kiss him soon!" </em>And THAT made me laugh! Thank God I had my back to everyone. Some little old ladies told me afterward how sweet it was - but you can hear me sniffing SO LOUD on our wedding video! <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/roflmao.png" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":roflmao:" title="roflmao :roflmao:" data-shortname=":roflmao:" /> I cried off way more of my makeup than any bride should and am just really glad for waterproof mascara, though I am very shiny in the photos. LOL</p><p></p><p>We made it through the wedding and the nice, non-alcoholic, no dancing, high-tea type reception. Spent a lovely short honeymoon at a little B&B in Eureka Springs, then came home. A week later, I went to Urgent Care, feeling like someone was sitting on my chest. After EKG and breathing treatments, they announce I'm having a panic attack and prescribed me Xanax. I laughed so hard I think the doctor probably was shocked, I told him, <em>"I'm the first woman my new husband has been with that wasn't on some sort of mood altering drugs. No thanks!"</em> I tore up the prescription, went home and laugh about it to this day. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite7" alt=":p" title="Stick Out Tongue :p" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":p" /></p><p></p><p>Did I miss anything Honey? Or did I make you wonder why you put up with me? <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite2" alt=";)" title="Wink ;)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=";)" /></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lil, post: 736061, member: 17309"] Part 2 - told you it was long. Poor Jabber. He didn't know how neurotic I was. I was so shell shocked from my first husband I tried terribly hard to NOT love him. Even after I knew I loved him, I wouldn't say it first. Thank heaven's he did or I might have just burst! He proposed much sooner than I thought he would. We met in February and he proposed in September...on my birthday. :) I told him I would not get married until we'd at least dated a year. I knew he wanted three kids - I already had my son and I was NOT having another baby with someone unless I was sure they'd stick around, so I told him he'd be lucky to get ONE, not three, and I wouldn't consider that until we'd been married a year. (For various reasons, after that year elapsed, things didn't work out in that respect...my only regret in our marriage...and even after I told him I would understand if he wanted to find someone else, he still chose me. Go figure.) Anyway, we married in April and between September and April, I must have made life [I]so hard[/I] for him.:confused: He'd show up to find me crying and telling him I couldn't marry him because I'd ruined my credit and I couldn't saddle him with all these debts and bill collectors. Or I'd get cold feet because I was worried about money in other ways - I literally would spend HOURS looking for a PENNY error in my checkbook. I finally told him I couldn't marry him unless he gave me total control over our joint finances and he could only have an allowance of like $200 per paycheck. His response? [I]"Oh thank God. I hate paying the bills!" [/I] I love this man so much! I even briefly considered refusing to marry him because I was afraid that when we get old he may die first and leave me alone. How's that for neurotic? All the way up to our wedding, I was a wreck. Then, the day of, I was fine. Really. I was calm and collected. I walked up the aisle with my son in his little morning coat (it was very formal) and when Jabber began his vows I - [I]totally lost my mind! [/I]I started just WEEPING. :cry: I cried thru his vows and my vows and my nose was running and all I could think was, [I]"Please God, let someone offer me a tissue!"[/I] and then I thought, [I]"Next time I do this, I'm carrying a handkerchief" [/I]and finally[I], "OMG! My nose won't stop running and I have to kiss him soon!" [/I]And THAT made me laugh! Thank God I had my back to everyone. Some little old ladies told me afterward how sweet it was - but you can hear me sniffing SO LOUD on our wedding video! :roflmao: I cried off way more of my makeup than any bride should and am just really glad for waterproof mascara, though I am very shiny in the photos. LOL We made it through the wedding and the nice, non-alcoholic, no dancing, high-tea type reception. Spent a lovely short honeymoon at a little B&B in Eureka Springs, then came home. A week later, I went to Urgent Care, feeling like someone was sitting on my chest. After EKG and breathing treatments, they announce I'm having a panic attack and prescribed me Xanax. I laughed so hard I think the doctor probably was shocked, I told him, [I]"I'm the first woman my new husband has been with that wasn't on some sort of mood altering drugs. No thanks!"[/I] I tore up the prescription, went home and laugh about it to this day. :p Did I miss anything Honey? Or did I make you wonder why you put up with me? ;) [/QUOTE]
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