In honor of Rebel Ink Press’s birthday, I’m going to share my
first date with my ex-husband. I will randomly select one commentor for a gift of one of my titles (your choice).
It was in the fall of 1981. I had met Greg that past August, when
he and a friend were driving around town and gave my girlfriend, Heidi, and I a ride. I know…mom’s warn us about these kind of things for a reason. :) But once our mutual interest became known we were in contact.
Greg was a freshman at Ohio University while I was still a lowly
sophomore at Marion L. Steele High School. We sent letters to each other and even spoke on the phone a few times. But I was still an awkward teenage girl of fifteen who had never really dated before.
Our dating disaster was the first time that Greg was coming home from college and taking me out on a “real” date. Greg was my first “real” boyfriend. We were going to go out to dinner and then to a dance at school. Meeting my family was easy for Greg. His father and my father worked together and being from a small town, everyone knew everyone else. Greg and I even had been to other parties but never had connected before that past summer.
Now that the date was here, I was so nervous about how I was
going to act, that I didn’t want to go out to eat with him. I was embarrassed about eating out at a nice place, since I hadn’t done much of that before. I didn’t want to look like a child so I told him that I wasn’t interested in eating out and let’s just grab some food somewhere. Somewhere meant McDonald’s in our town, so we ate our McDonald’s at the local beach. It was dark and we were in the car, so I had no worries about anyone seeing us or me making a fool of myself.
Since we were alone, we had to keep the conversation going. It was strained and stilted. Each of us weren’t sure how to act with the other. Instead of going to the dance, we decided to go home early and I would see him the following time he returned to town. Basically the whole evening was a bust and I thougtht that I wouldn’t see him again…however, that didn’t prove to be true. We survived our first date disaster. But we didn't survive the marriage! However, that's another tale!
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