Well I chose 83, because I was born in 1983. Which I know makes me a baby in a lot of your minds. And I found this Constance thing, along with Constance the 1st's "other" blog through my sister-in-law's "mommy blog" sites. (Is that an acceptable term? I hope so, if not I apologize.) And I found myself enthralled. I love "mommy blogs," I find myself wasting away hours of the day at work reading about you all and your children and your husbands and your families and your lives and it makes me smile a lot of the time. I'm only 24 though I'm in a wonderful relationship, I'm not married, nor do I have kids but oh I can't wait to be a mom. Ahh, I'm getting ahead of myself! Here's a bit about me ... and my boyfriend ... our story ...
The History of Noreen* and Craig* -
*Names changed to protect the innocent*
Summer 2002 - It was after my freshman year of college and I was at home for the summer. Working as a nanny and working for the weekends. One weekend I went to a party in the town next to mine with one of my super duper cool new college friends. The party was full of people I didn't know, people I wanted to know, and fun summer cocktails for me to drink. With my designated driver hanging in the corner I noticed a watermelon that had been soaked overnight with vodka. Now that is a great idea. I said to myself. And apparently, Craig did too. We spent about an hour together enjoying the vodka soaked watermelon until the point where we were drinking it out of straws!! Needless to say I woke up the next morning with quite the hangover but the memory of a really fun boy named Craig, who I thought I would never see again.
Fall 2002 - Well in the age of technology that I grew up in, Craig somehow (after a few not so subtle hints I found out later) came up with my AIM screen name. We chatted online for a few weeks, and then the phone calls started. We spent that fall developing a great friendship while he was in school 1000 miles away.
Winter 2002/2003 - While home for winter break Craig and I spent a lot of time together. We went on so many dates I can't count and we met each others parents, went skiiing, and totally fell for each other. We decided to keep up the relationship while at school -- mistake number 1!
February 2003 - I went to visit Craig at his oh-so-far away school on what just ended up being Valentine's Day weekend ... and got stuck! There was snow that weekend and I ended up getting stuck for two and a half extra days. It ended up being a terrible terrible weekend! Craig had started to have feelings for another girl down at his school and two weeks after I returned from my trip to visit him, we were no longer in a relationship.
March 2003-July 2004 - I dated another boy. He was my first love and ended up being a pathological liar. But this story isn't about him. I don't regret the time I spent with him. But I do hate that boy, then, now and forever. Craig did end up dating that girl for a few months (she's almost as crazy as the guy I dated, but not quite) it didn't last, but he graduated from college May 2004 (a year before me) and moved back home. (Home for both of us is near where I went to college).
Fall 2005 - Craig and I met up that fall very randomly. He was still very close with my super duper cool college friend who I saw fairly often. He was visiting her for a football game on our campus, he got lost on campus, and couldn't find his way back to her apartment, so he gave me a call. I was happy to hear from him as we had maintained a relatively friendly relationship since our break up. (His mother had cancer and I spoke with him a lot during that hard time for him.) We ended up spending the night together (dont get too dirty thoughts in your head, we didn't go there but we had a wonderful night together). Craig then decided to pursue me. But man, I was a senior in college and I wanted my freedom. I pretty much told him so point blank, and he understood. We ran into each other a few more times during my senior year, but I admit I was kind of bitchy, and avoided him like the plague. I think I somehow knew that if I were to let myself be with him, that would mean settling down, and I wasn't ready just yet.
February 2006 - I had graduated from college and working a good job and Craig and I had been talking fairly often (again good old e-mail and instant messaging of my generation allowed for us to talk as frequently or infrequently as we wanted). On February 6th I had my tonsils removed. As my mother drove me home from the hospital I was all loopy and not feeling well so much so that she had to ask if it was okay if she stopped at the top of the driveway to get the mail -- and it's a good thing I said yes! In my mailbox was the second season of the O.C. on DVD and a note from Craig, wishing me well and letting me know that he'd love to see me when I felt up to it. I didn't feel up to it for almost 3 full weeks, and when I finally did, Craig was traveling for work, ugh!
March 5, 2006 - Craig and I finally went for our "second first date" and the rest is history.
Well the rest isn't history, but this post is darn long. I'll get back to you with more details soon.
I love our love story. I hope you did too.
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Welcome to the building. I'm another Constance that was born in 1983 so you aren't alone in being one of the young ones! I enjoyed your love story and I'm looking forward to more details.
Awww love stories!!! Yeah!!!
I know the building is partly so that we can escape life & bitch to our hearts content ~ but I like the escaping just to escape & relax too!
And yeah .. my other blog is all baby/marriage/work/blah blah blah. It comes with the Mom territory I think. You give birth & your personality & brain are sucked out the birth canal along with the kid. It comes back eventually for most of us ~ some unlucky few never get the return package though. It's just sad.
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