Day 3: Your first memory with them.
My first memory? What a vague and awful topic. I mean I don’t quite get what it means, but I guess I can go with this: Superfly and Pinecone Tavern. Our mutual friend invited us to a night out starting with food at Superfly and then drinks and fun at Pinecone. I actually didn’t realize he was invited because he didn’t travel there with us, but met us there. When I saw him in Superfly it was like I was back in high school. He was so handsome and that smile of his… it’s a killer. Did I mention I’m a sucker for a great smile? He was of course too busy talking to tons of people to really be able to start a conversation with, but then even that felt like high school - he was always pretty popular back then. When we got to Pinecone it was a different story. He started paying more attention to me and sat and had a really great conversation with me most of the night. Granted another friend of ours was trying to talk to me too, but I only saw him as a friend. I was trying to hide my excitement at the attention he (my now husband) was giving me, but I’m sure it was plastered all over my face. Lucky for me the lighting was low in the place or I’m sure my face would have been red all over. And our relationship budded from that chance encounter and reconnection after all these years. SO I suppose that’s my first memory of him AFTER high school. Yeah. That’ll do.