TBT: First Official Date

I seemed to have skipped last weeks “Throwback Thursday”, guess that’s what happens when you are working full time and have your husband home!

To get back on track, this week I wanted to share about our first official date, since last edition I left off with our first “unofficial” date.

After Jeremy helped me move in to my apartment and met my Mom and Grandma, we finally went out on our first “real” date lol.

He took me to Chilies…classy man haha

I distinctly remember this date because of our unique conversation.

I’ve mentioned before that my husband is a county boy. Apparently, in the county boy world, it impresses a girl to tell her about your skills on a farm.

So after I ordered my cheeseburger, he told me a lovely story about how sometimes on the farm, cow’s stomachs get twisted and you have to cut them open, stick your hands inside, and untwist the stomach.

And then my burger arrived, at the conclusion of that appetizing story lol

I am smiling now, as I recant this story, because of amazing that first date was, nasty cow story and all.

It was amazing because Jeremy never tried to be anyone but himself. He didn’t try to impress me by being what he thought I wanted, he was just upfront and honest.ย I can safely say that no man has ever told me about cow stomachs on a first date lol.

That’s how our relationship has been from the beginning, and what I love so much about our marriage. I don’t have to be anyone but who I am, and he loves me, all of me. And I love him, just the way he is.

Everyone deserves to be loved for exactly who they are.ย 

TBT: Unofficial First Date

The second time Jeremy and I saw each other in person he met my Mother and my Grandmother.

We move fast lol

After spending the week in my hometown packing up the U-Haul, I started my drive back down to San Diego with my Mom and Grandma in their car behind me, prepared to meet me at my apartment and help me move in.

Jeremy was eager to see my when I got back, so when I told him I would be busy moving all weekend and could see him on Sunday evening he offered to help me move instead.

I should have known then that he was a catch. Jeremy is a very traditional guy. He likes to be the man in the relationship, and I am happy to have him fill that role. Through out our marriage he is always talking care of things; doing all our driving when we go on road trips, assembling the furniture, packing up the car when we go on trips, paying the bills, fixing my car, etc.

I can do all of those things as well, I am a perfectly capable woman and I have in fact done all of those things when I was single or during the times he was deployed. But it’s so nice to not have to do them, to have someone who wants to take care of me.

From the very beginning of our relationship he has been taking care of me, and I look forward to the rest of my life never having to assemble furniture or fix my own car ๐Ÿ™‚