The (Short) Story of Us

The lovely Cole from All the Small Stuff has bestowed upon me the Honest Scrap Award. Thanks, girl!

I must list 10 honest things about myself. But I talk about myself a lot here already, so in honor of the ninth anniversary of our first date (!), I am going to let you in on 10 honest things about my love and I.

1. No, I am not that girl. You know, the one who remembers and celebrates every.single.tiny anniversary. (We've been together 9 years. We barely celebrate the actual anniversary. ) It's more like I have a lot of time on my hands and was looking through old scrapbooks while I was organizing. Made me a little nostalgic.

2. We met at an assembly on my first day at college. I vividly recall every detail of that day. He'd been there two weeks already which might explain why he has absolutely no memory of meeting me that day.

3. We had a class together that first semester but I didn't start crushing on him until around Thanksgiving. He broke my heart when he came back from Christmas break with a girlfriend.

4. While he was dating said girlfriend and I was secretly pining away for him, he tried to set me up with his best friend. This did not go over well.

5. I basically begged him to go on our first date. He asked me to the Spring Fling at 2:00am the morning of the dance. Desperate much? (For the record, I had never behaved that way over a boy in my life.)

6. I managed to fall asleep in the car on the way home from the much longed for first date. He kissed me goodnight anyway.

7. The proposal two years later involved another school dance, a Secret Society, poison ivy, a midnight walk in the winter woods and 2,000 twinkling Christmas lights.

8. We took our vows very seriously. Especially that little 'in sickness or health' bit. Nate got sick at the wedding reception and I got food poisoning on the honeymoon. Love me, love my stomach ailments.

9. Nate has a habit of bestowing nicknames on his nearest and dearest. I got mine second semester of college. Nine years later, it still gives me a little thrill to hear him say it.

10. I love to watch Nate play soccer. I spent many Saturday afternoons cheering him on in college and watching him play now always brings back good memories. It doesn't hurt that he looks damn sexy in soccer shorts. I swoon.