Story from the start

Let's start at the very beginning, a very good place to start...

Well, since you likely know nothing about FI and I, I figured I should start where we met. A lot has happened in our relationship in the last 5.5 years, so I won't go into ALL the details, but I also won't leave out the important stuff.

FI is six months younger than me (yeah, I'm a cradle robber...so what?) but that actually translates to one school year.  He was a freshman and I was a sophomore in college, and we met on the concert choir's tour of New Hampshire and New York in January of 2006.  Even though we had both been in the same choir for a semester in the Fall, neither of us initiated any conversation.

During the trip we were formally introduced to each other by my close friend, who is my only BM, at a party in the hotel.  Doing what college students do, libations were flowing and games ensued.  A tournament soon followed, and we partnered up for the festivities. FI and I dominated since half the team was sober (me...not a huge drinker).  After kicking some serious choir butt, FI walked me across the hall that night to my room, and said goodnight.


The next and last night of the trip, the tournament resumed, and we resumed our domination, winning all our games again.  After the party ended, we sat in the hallway all night, getting to know each other better, and losing track of time, we didn't make it to bed until 7am. Oh, and we needed to be on the bus by 8:30am, by the way. Yeah, good plan...I know.
We sat with each other on the bus ride home from New York, and aside from the short stop for lunch, I slept with my head on FI's shoulder the whole time. We parted ways when the bus arrived back on campus, not even thinking about exchanging contact info.


Thank goodness for Facebook, because that night, FI messaged me, asking if he could come over. FI met my roommates, and hung out for a bit, but the next day was the first day of classes for the semester, so thinking that we were going to focus on classes, FI invited me to a party on Friday night at a mutual friend's apartment. Despite being a total party-pooper, I said that I would go.


That Friday night, January 20, 2006, we matched up yet again in another tournament with our choir friends. Unfortunately, our winning streak did not continue, and we lost after the third game. Despite losing, FI considered me to be a pretty impressive player, and decided he wanted me to be his girlfriend. 

And so that was the start of our relationship.  That semester was pretty rough though. Because that whole focusing on classes thing I mentioned above? Yeah, that REALLY didn't work out that Spring. But don't worry, we got better at school. I promise.

Let's start at the very beginning, a very good place to start...

Well, since you likely know nothing about FI and I, I figured I should start where we met. A lot has happened in our relationship in the last 5.5 years, so I won't go into ALL the details, but I also won't leave out the important stuff.

FI is six months younger than me (yeah, I'm a cradle robber...so what?) but that actually translates to one school year.  He was a freshman and I was a sophomore in college, and we met on the concert choir's tour of New Hampshire and New York in January of 2006.  Even though we had both been in the same choir for a semester in the Fall, neither of us initiated any conversation.

During the trip we were formally introduced to each other by my close friend, who is my only BM, at a party in the hotel.  Doing what college students do, libations were flowing and games ensued.  A tournament soon followed, and we partnered up for the festivities. FI and I dominated since half the team was sober (me...not a huge drinker).  After kicking some serious choir butt, FI walked me across the hall that night to my room, and said goodnight.


The next and last night of the trip, the tournament resumed, and we resumed our domination, winning all our games again.  After the party ended, we sat in the hallway all night, getting to know each other better, and losing track of time, we didn't make it to bed until 7am. Oh, and we needed to be on the bus by 8:30am, by the way. Yeah, good plan...I know.
We sat with each other on the bus ride home from New York, and aside from the short stop for lunch, I slept with my head on FI's shoulder the whole time. We parted ways when the bus arrived back on campus, not even thinking about exchanging contact info.


Thank goodness for Facebook, because that night, FI messaged me, asking if he could come over. FI met my roommates, and hung out for a bit, but the next day was the first day of classes for the semester, so thinking that we were going to focus on classes, FI invited me to a party on Friday night at a mutual friend's apartment. Despite being a total party-pooper, I said that I would go.


That Friday night, January 20, 2006, we matched up yet again in another tournament with our choir friends. Unfortunately, our winning streak did not continue, and we lost after the third game. Despite losing, FI considered me to be a pretty impressive player, and decided he wanted me to be his girlfriend. 

And so that was the start of our relationship.  That semester was pretty rough though. Because that whole focusing on classes thing I mentioned above? Yeah, that REALLY didn't work out that Spring. But don't worry, we got better at school. I promise.