I'm late with my assignment, but it is still before midnight so I should be OK.
Karen has this for us to consider:
Valentine's Day is coming! Tell us a love story. It can be the story of you and your beloved, someone else you know, that celebrity couple you find intriguing, a quick recap of a comedy or tragedy from Shakespeare, Rob Reiner or whomever (with attribution, of course), or a story you make up yourself. All I ask is that it be a tale of love that appeals to you for one reason or another.
She caught my eye from across a crowded bar. As the guy in front of me performed a keg stand, I worked up the courage to go talk to her....
Ok, that's not how it happened. I'm just trying to turn it into a scene from an Adam Sandler movie.
My wife and I met through mutual friends. Obviously she was (is) cute, but I had fun with her all the time as well, that is what made it click for me. We could talk about anything, we could have fun just watching TV, or going to the library and study completely different subjects. When I saw her actually enjoying some heavy metal music at a party one time, that was it. I was hooked.
We went to a restaurant in town for our first date, after I worked up the courage during a 25 minute phone conversation. She lived five flights upstairs from me, but in order for me to have the guts to ask her out, I had to do it over the phone. I'm a wuss, you know. On the walk to the restaurant she fell flat on her face. I'm sure she was mortified, but I helped her up, and we continued on our way. She says me not laughing at her made her realize I wasn't a jerk and might be a keeper. A true moment to share with our children as they get older.
Anyway, here we are closing in on 19 years together, in total. If that's not a love story, I don't know what is.