Here is the post I’ve been wanting to blog about since way back on Valentine’s Day!!! It’s going to be a little on the long side so go potty, grab a snack and a drink and get settled for the story of Dave and Marie!!!!!
Way back on July 7, 1980, Dave and I had our very first “encounter”, we were at a party that a mutual friend was having. Large amount of beer had been consumed myself, Dave and my two very good friends, partners in crime! Much to my sorrow I as well as one of my partners in crime was out of beer and the evening was young. Friend #1, I’ll call Linda, had driven us to this great event but her car was blocked in and not easily accessible, therefore we were looking for a ride to the only liquor store that served said friend in the area. No one seemed interested in taking us, and then I spotted this very handsome cross country/track/star whom I had met many times on the CC course. Only problem was he is an identical twin, at that point in time I could only tell them apart by the tiny gap between the front teeth of one of them. Great he wasn’t smiling, how the heck do I know which one he is?? So bravely I walked up to him, now remember I was full of plenty of liquid courage by the time in evening. I approach said twin and said “which one are you Dave or Dan?? He tells me he is Dave, I’m not exactly sure why I even believed him, but you know liquor we all know gives us courage we don’t normally have. We spoke for a few minutes I introduced my good friend Linda to him and told her how wonderful he and brother were as runners and you know just made him feel really good. HA, he then told me he thought it was pretty cool I was the only female on my cross country team; you know making me feel good. I finally get around to asking him if we could use his car to go get more beer and that we’d be glad to share with him. He required Linda and I to take a “drunk test”, we both failed big time!! He then proceeds to tell us he had a 5 speed 1968 VW bug, well neither of us could drive a 5 speed in those days, so we said thanks but no thanks. We continue the task of finding a ride to obtain the much needed beer. Linda and I find this goofy looking dude who agreed to give us our much needed to ride. We walk outside to his car, which just happened to be a blue “Pacer”, anyone remember those preggo looking cars??? We drive to said beer store, go in and get the goods and are headed back to the party. This party was on an old country road that wasn’t very well traveled. We were quickly approaching the house and told this dude so; he didn’t seem to care much. Linda and I were both in the back seat of this Pacer, which if you remember are two door cars, made up of mainly windows!! Linda and I look at each other scared out of our minds, I tell her to follow me. I pushed the front seat up and opened the door and jumped out, beer in my arms of course!!! Next comes Linda on top of me, we are both tossed on top of each other in a ditch on the side of the road. I don’t really remember anything hurting at that time. As we are in the ditch I look at her and said, “where do you know that crazy dude from”? Linda tells me she has no clue who crazy is and that thought I knew him!!! Get the hell out of here, no way; we could so be dead right now!!!!! OK, we aren’t dead so why miss a great party, in we go back everyone wants to know why were are so dirty and bleeding??? So we tell our story to everyone around, Dave comes up to us at that time and tells me/us we shouldn’t take rides from strangers. Duh!!! He and I stand around talking and drinking beer for a bit, Linda goes off and leaves us alone. I decide at that very second I am so in love!!!! Time flies as it always does when you are having fun, and it’s time for me to be home!! Sucks big time, but I had a curfew, which all of my friends knew about and made sure I was home on time most of the time, because you know they had fun with me!! Dave rode to my house with my two friends, they lectured him about hurting my feelings and all that good stuff BBF’s say to a new “friend of the male variety”. Dave was fairly drunk by the time of the evening as well, I gave him my phone number numerous times on the way home, knowing good and well he’d forget it and I’d never hear another word from him!! That is sort of how it played out for several days.
In the mean time my BBF’s and I continued to enjoy our summer swimming, hanging out and working our little part time job for the towns’ recreation department. I was also baby-sitting these two little brats for a sick co-worker of my sister’s. Those kids were horrible BRATS!!!!! They made me say numerous times no kids for me, ever!! Like seriously they ganged up on me at two and four years old!! Just total brats, like while I’m getting them breakfast they got into the eggs and threw them at me, took OJ from me in their “favorite” cups, then dumped it on the floor, just mean little brats!!! They went to daycare during the day and then a grandparent brought them back to me around 6 each evening, this horrible job went on for several weeks that summer. On the weekends I had the brats 24/7, so a grandparent would come and pick us up and drop us off at a local lake/hunting club. The first Saturday we went to the lake who do I run into in the parking lot??? Dave or no was it Dan???? Remember at that point in time, unless I was close enough and they smiled I couldn’t tell who was who!!! Plus great whichever one it was, was leaving, oh no there goes my day for sure!!! I lug the brats down the sand and get them settled in for the day, I happen to look up and oh wow I see “another one” on the lifeguard stand!!! It’s my lucky day!!!! Brat #1 and brat #2 are fighting down by the water’s edge; next thing I know is brat #1 is screaming because brat #2 threw sand/dirt in his eyes, I’m telling you they were brats!!!!!!!! I take myself down to see what the problem is and of course brat #2 is screaming I didn’t throw sand in his eyes, I really didn’t, OK so now I know what the issue at hand was. I’m down at the water’s edge trying to wrangle brat #1 while boo-hooing, all the while brat #2 is saying he didn’t do it, and who comes to my rescue????? Of course one of the twins, it’s my lucky day!! He stoops down and says, “what’s wrong lil buddy”, oh how sweet he likes brats!! After much boo-hooing from brat #1, handsome lifeguard asked him his name, brat #1 says, “it’s David”, handsome lifeguard says, “oh cool lil buddy my name is Dave too”, really lucky day for me!!! “Dave” looks at me and says you don’t remember me do you”? My reply is I sure do but you have a horrible memory or you lie”!!! Well of course he asked why I said those things. Playing it off cool, so he doesn’t realize that I wasn’t sure which one he is, I inform him he lied or had a bad memory because he never called me. Well to my surprise the jackass spits out my phone number!!!! OH, OK I get you just didn’t want to call me, I get it!! This convo is taking place while the brats are both screaming now, so my fabo b/f to be, says “come on boys I know the person who works in stand up there do you want a Popsicle”????? So off they go, everyone comes back nice and happy and Dave I sit around talking while the brats pretty much played all day, yeah!! After a few hours it’s time to take brats back home, dam it all to hell!! My fabo lifeguard says, “can I call you tonight, remember I still have your number” my way too quick to not sound desperate is sure!!! Then I remember I have said brats to deal with!!!! I inform him of my little problems, and much to my surprise he asks if they have a phone at their house?? Um sure, here you go!!! Tells me he gets off around 8 PM unless it rains it will be sooner, great let’s hope for rain. That is until I find he drives a motorcycle, OK let’s not hope for rain and he tells me he will call me by 8:15. We leave and I hope oh so hope he calls me but remember that’s been exactly 4 days since we met and no calls so far, why would he call now?? Lucky me, he does call and asks if he can come and see me, oh yeah sure come on by that sounds great!!! Then I realize oh no, I’m baby-sitting and by 8:30 said brats #1 & 2 will be sound asleep, (the only good thing those brats did was sleep from the time you put them in bed until you woke them the next morning!!!). So I explain where I am and that it’s very close to my house where I was dropped off 4 days ago, and he says OK I’ll shower and be there by 9. We hang up and I freak the fuck out, oh no a BOY is coming over, I’m all alone, oh no it’s a BOY I really, really like, what the fuck am I going to do??? I call my two BBF’s and tell them all about it and beg them to come over, no sorry we can’t we made plans since you were tied up with the brats you will be fine, just don’t have SEX with him!!!! OH, holy hell that never even entered my mind, I swear, so I’m freaking out and my two BBF’s were so happy for me!!! Why you ask??? Because I was just getting over having my heart stomped on and turned inside out and stomped on even more by a jerk I just knew I was in love with and broke up with me because I wouldn’t have sex with him!!!! The next 45 minutes drag by as slow as freaking hell!!! Then I hear magic to my ears, I hear a motorcycle, oh yes I do!!!! Yes it’s my lucky day for sure!!!! So my fabo new b/f comes in and we sit around and watch TV, remember there wasn’t much on TV back then, only a few select channels and surely no remote. The evening flew by so freaking fast it wasn’t even funny!!! We talked lots about running and how different things were at my school vr. his school, I went to a catholic school, he public, a very scary public school at that!! We had many, many kisses as well as hand holding, fun times!! He finally said very, very late or early depending how you look at it, that he needed to go he was working tomorrow, yes another lucky day!!! I was taking the brats to the lake again!!!!! Quick prayer for now rain, I was on cloud nine, ten whatever cloud it was I was way happy!!! We end up at the lake and chatted on and off, then it was time to take brat # 1 and brat # 2 home for dinner and baths since it was “school/daycare day the next morning and work for me. He asks again if he can “come by” after work, that is if he doesn’t find anything else to do!! What a jerk, but still I’m in love and say oh yeah sure come on by!! That evening he tells me he is getting off at who knows maybe 6PM??? OK, so I take the brats home and hope the phone rings, well what do you know it does????? It’s Dave asking if he and his friend can come over and do I know anybody who might want to “meet” his friend. He tells me his friend is a year older than he is and that he looks like a blonde Tom Selleck. Um, OK sure I know someone who loves the guy. I tell him to come over and bring his “friend” too. I quickly get off the phone and call one of my 2 partners in crime, give her the scoop and she tells me she is as good as there!! OK, so our evening is set now!! They all come over, they don’t hit it off so well, but Dave and I never really noticed since all we did was make out all evening!!!! The next evening he calls and asks if he can “come by”, sure come. This went on for several weeks every evening while I was baby-sitting which seemed like forever. Finally the brats’ mom came home from the hospital; Dave and I have our very first “date” not at the brats house!! I know we went to the movies but couldn’t tell you which one. The rest shall we say is history??? We dated and had lots of fun times and now it’s 2011 and we have been married for 28 years this November!!!! I’d say that story has a very happy ending!!! We have been through lots of stuff together, but that’s exactly what has kept us together, dealing with it TOGETHER!!! I have lots of other funny stories I can share but for now I’ll just publish this and maybe write more about us a little later!!! Hope you enjoyed my little dating story!!!!! If you could stand to read this all the way through, thanks, I know it was way long, it’s something I have wanted to write about before!! The photo above is of Dave and in HS the child is our neice who is now 29!!
Marie
