NORMAN — A fun little story I like to tell at parties and family gatherings is the time my husband stood me up for a date early in our courtship.
I don’t remember much of the details. I just remember waiting. And waiting. And waiting some more. This was before cell phones or anything related to social media so I couldn’t just dial him up from the restaurant or send him angry messages from Facebook. I just had to sit and wait. I think I waited for about 30 minutes. I don’t know what happened after that, if I called him or he called me. Knowing my stubbornness, he had to call me. But, obviously, we worked it out. I always joke that he was a fool to stand me up but I’m a bigger fool because I married a boy who stood me up.
On Valentine’s Day though I decided to retire that story. Well, after today. No longer will I tell it and no longer will he have to suffer through hearing it. He says he doesn’t even remember why he stood me up in the first place. In his defense, he’s made good on his mistake over the years. He wooed me this Valentine’s Day and has managed to be a wonderful husband all days in between. And, to be perfectly honest, that was many years ago. I’ve lost count at this point.
We had an interesting courtship anyway. We met online. That used to impress people but now it’s not such an unusual place for mingling singles. Of course when we met, the Internet was new. My mother swore up and down that only axe murderers sought love and companionship via the computer. She might be right, but she was wrong about one person. Well, two if you consider I’m not an axe murderer either.