A Week of Anniversaries - Our First Date

This week is pretty great for Spencer and me. A lot of things have happened. My friend KC once wrote a post about every detail of her wedding that she remembered - a year later. Her memory was quite impressive. Much better than mine. Anyways, I want to do the same for this week. Starting with our first date.

These pictures were not our first date. Just some of the first pictures of us together.

June 27, 2003 - Our First Date
7 years ago. What!? That seems way too long ago. Here's how the day went:
I don't remember much of the morning. I remember I wore my denim looking shirt, khaki pants, and white flip flops. While he was on  his way to pick me up, I was on AIM(wow, that must have been a long time ago if that's the chatting service I was using) chatting with KC (you're so popular on this particular post!) about my feelings about the date. She asked me if I was nervous, but I wasn't. I remember telling her that I felt really calm and relaxed about it, but was super excited. Then he pulled up in his little Honda Civic. I remember being surprised that he drove a Civic. Not sure why, and not that it was a bad thing, I was just surprised. He was wearing a blue polo, khaki shorts, and flip flops. He looked really cute. I got in the car, and he asked me what we wanted to do. I kind of laughed in disbelief that he didn't have anything already planned. He suggested dinner and a movie, and that sounded fine. We drove to the Mall of Georgia and ended up choosing Chili's. I ordered a chicken pita, and he had the Monterey Chicken dish. He was really easy to talk to. We then tried the movie theater at the mall, but found that there were ZERO movies playing at 8:00, and the next movies weren't for a really long time. So we left. I remember him opening all the doors for me, and one time he even waited a really long time holding the door for an older lady that was walking farther behind us. I thought that was sweet. Oh, while we were at the mall, I remember him asking me if I watched rated R movies. I told him no, and he then said "What kind of question is that? I don't know why I asked you. That's like asking if you drink beer". He told me he didn't watch them either (only the good ones), and we went on. We then drove to the dollar theater (it was on the way home...he's not THAT cheap), and discovered that there are no movies playing at that time either. Big fail on the movie idea. So, we decided to go back to my house and watch a movie. Driving home, it was raining pretty hard. If you know me, I have slight anxiety when driving in bad weather. I remember thinking that he was a great driver, and I felt completely safe riding passenger. We talked about how we had both watched the same ESPN Classic basketball game the night before. We talked about Larry Bird and the teeny tiny shorts they used to wear. We talked about how he had to take the PRAXIS exam the following morning. Early morning. We got home, and we agreed to watch Harry Potter (the first one). I think he actually chose it. Nice. My aunt Mary sat on the couch in the same room and read a book while we watched our movie. I really wanted to hold his hand, but I am not good at making the first move. He never held mine. He likes to go slow. After the movie he took a bathroom break. My aunt Mary looked at me with big eyes and an 'oh my gosh!!' look and said "he is so hot! his muscles are huge!!" and "Even if you don't end up marrying him, he'd be a a great one to at least compare every other guy to." Maybe I should have felt threatened by my single aunt and her googely eyes, but all I could do was smile and agree. I was pretty excited about him. 

I don't remember saying goodbye. But let's just say we spent almost every single day together that summer. 

Pretty good for it being 7 years ago, right?

Now Spencer's side of the story:

I didn't read what she wrote. So here's what I got:

She turned me down a week earlier claiming that she had some reception to go to. Reception or date with me? Seems like an easy choice. Anyhow, seemed as though some initial ideas didn't work out.  But I've always been a dinner and a movie guy. Talk a little bit, then watch a movie. Didn't really plan ahead because I was a little cocky and knew I could get away with it. So we went to Chillis. I used to work there and always liked the food. Plus it was within budget. Then we went to the movies around 8. No one is playing movies at 8. And Mall of GA doesn't start late shows till 1000 or something. So we headed to her place. Watched a little HPotter. I'd never seen it before. Got to talk about whatever. I don't really remember the details. But I thought she was cool enough for a second date. And her family seemed pretty cool. All ballers, so that couldn't hurt, right? That's really it. I actually don't remember our dating life. But here we are 7 years later. Stand up and stretch.