Love at first sight

It really was when Hubby and I met. We were both drunk so of course it was. Actually, it's a real funny/cool story so I am going to tell you about that weird/wonderful night. And actually, we were both drunk. Thank God we were or this might have not happened.

It was the summer of 2002 (July 21st, 2002 to be exact) and I was hanging out with a really good male friend of mine. Little Man was at his Dads house so I was partying. I had already told my parents that I would go with them to a bar that night. Problem was, I was already having fun and didn't want to go anymore. They were going to see a guy sing that they knew the said guys wives dad. Still with me? Hope so.

Anyway, I didn't want to go anymore so I called with some lame excuse (I was 21 at the time) and started explaining my lame excuse. Well, the guy I was hanging out with knew my folks and said very loudly "I'll go with you and your folks to the bar!" and they responded with "Ya, bring him along" HA, they didn't know what they were getting themselves into. So off we go to my house to get ready for the night I just know is going to be so boring. I hardly put on any make-up and just threw my hair in a pony tail. Who cares, I'm with my folks and one of my best friends? I actually made the comment on the way there, to my Mom, that I was tired of dating/men and just wanted to start having a good time without worrying about anything. HA! Little did I know about fate.

So we arrive (I don't carry a purse but yet smoke AND get carded) and hand everything to my friend to carry in his pockets. Ain't I sweet. Anyway, so we go in and get settled. It's me, my friend, Mom, Dad, all their friends (their age) and 2 women around my age. THANK GOD! Someone to talk to that isn't old. HA, I should have known better. So, the 2 woman were wives of 2 band members (which we are still friends with). 1 was the singers wife (why we were there) and the other was the drummers wife. OK, cool, whatever.

So we are drinking and having a good time and my Dad asks me to dance. It's a country bar and I LOVE to dance with my Dad. At this point in my life, he is the only one I will dance with cause I can't dance so I gladly accept. As we are dancing I look on stage and notice this really hot guy. So I, of course, make my Dad dance me over to the stage and show me off. He's a REALLY good dancer. Then I request a song to the singer, while staring at the other guy, and low and behold... he doesn't sing that song. Huh! OK, that didn't work. So we go sit down when the song that we were dancing to is over.

Well, my mind is set now. I am going to meet that guy. So I hang out with my folks until the band has a break. Still drinking, just so you know. Hell, I had a driver and no child for the night, I was taking advantage of my situation. As soon as they got a break, I called the singers wife over and told her to introduce us. Damn, I'm slick! So she went and got him. This is how this went down.

Singers wife: "Benny, this is April." (now you know Hubby's name) "April, this is Benny."

Me: smile (told you I was slick)

Benny: Leaned down and kissed me (when I say kissed, I mean KISSED!) and then he walked away.

Me: My Dad is right across the table from us! Hey, where are you going? But didn't say a word until he was gone and then I looked at my Mom and said "Give me my cigarette back. He smokes."

After that, he got back on stage and did what he was doing all night up until that moment. Singing and playing the harp (harmonicas) and I waited till 1am.

After the band was done I went back up to him (I was drunk, not desperate) and we started chatting. He also then sang me the song I requested that the lead singer didn't know (A Country Boy Can Survive By Hank Jr.). I was in love. My Mom came up to us as they (my folks and friend) were about to leave and Hubby asked my Mom, "Can I keep her?" She said yes and went home, without me.

We have been together every since. We have only missed one day of actually talking and that was because of some drunk Mexican. I'm not racist against Mexicans, but he was in Mexico and a drunk Mexican drove his truck into the telephone lines. We go married a little over 6 months later and are still very happily married with 2 kids to call our own.

He may drive me crazy sometimes but he is still the love of my life. I don't know what I would do if my friend had not talked me into going to that bar that night with my folks. I thank him every time I see him. And yes, Hubby still sings to me. He has written many songs about me. He was actually the lead singer of that band until he married his 2nd wife (no longer married when I met him). He also taught me to dance with him on a back road in the rain. You can puke now.

I can't wait to tell our kids how we met. Also, my Great-Grandmother met her Hubby in a bar. It must run in the family. If Toot comes home one day and says she met the man of her dreams in a bar, I will just smile and say "you better hold on tight because he's a keeper!" MAYBE!

By the way, please go check out Carrin at Carrins Comments
She's seems like a really cool lady and is pretty damn funny.