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“Hey there, good looking.” How I met my husband
Dec 3THEN
ALMOST NOW
“Hey there.” The sultry words were spoken.
A flirtatious smile was flashed.
An arm was thrust forward, pinning a hot body to the wall.
And so it began.
A love affair that has lasted over thirty years. Through clogged plumbing (both bodily and home related.) Through dozens of financial roller coaster rides. And countless arguments, cocktails parties and orgasms.
Most of you probably think it was my husband who backed me up against that wall. But it was quite the opposite. I was the one who cornered him.
We were at a party with dozens of airline pilots. My ticket to see the world. Perhaps never have to work another day in my life. But none of these men in uniforms did “it” for me.
Not like the wiry, thin guy with the muscled chest, great smile and sexy beard. One look in his eyes and I was compelled to follow him down the hallway toward the bathroom.
As my future husband waited to use the facilities (0r so I thought) I pressed my attention upon him.
As my husband puts it, he was forced to stare into the eyes of this short Jewish girl with more frizzy hair than he’d ever seen, as the beautiful blonde stewardess he had been waiting to meet, came out of the bathroom, walked past him and out of his life forever. As if she was ever in his life in the first place.
And she probably never would have been. Because I soon learned he came with more baggage than most of the guys at the party.
He worked as a concrete finisher. He had two small children sleeping at the house next door and a wife, not an ex wife (yet), but a wife, back home inMichigan.
But there was something between us. That animal magnetism that makes two people unable to sleep, eat, or think unless they are with each other.
There was also a huge “wildness” gap. I was aSouthern California girl, a child of the sixties. He was from theMidwest. Need I say more.
At his first visit to my beach apartment, he found me topless, watering my Wondering Jew.
On my nightstand he saw my vibrator (which I still own, by the way) Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut and my journal in which I composed Pulitzer Prize winning poetry.
It was almost enough to scare his Midwestern soul away forever.
Almost.
Because like I said, there was something between us. I obviously haven’t won the Pulitzer Prize (not yet at least.)
But I won the heart of the most wonderful man in the world.
Who knew how many great years would follow those two simple words. “Hey there.”
I’m glad I had the guts to speak them.
I’m pretty sure he is, too.
NOW
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30 Responses to ““Hey there, good looking.” How I met my husband”
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Love that you were the initiator! My husband is a midwestern boy too – and to this day, my NY/CA upbringing can throw him for a loop.
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Marci said on December 3rd, 2012 at 9:58 am
Fortune favors the bold! Congratulations on the longevity of your relationship, and the audacity of your youth!
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Karen said on December 3rd, 2012 at 9:59 am
Great story, Janie! Glad it all worked out for you.
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Janie, this is awesome! What a great story. It must have been pretty daunting in the beginning. Love will find a way!
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Tina said on December 3rd, 2012 at 2:30 pm
Nothing better than a happily-ever-after story, except maybe one that starts with such pzzazz, like your’s! Thanks for sharing this!
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Fun story! Interesting that the brain can say “airline pilot” while the heart says something else entirely.
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Haralee said on December 3rd, 2012 at 4:24 pm
Lovely story Janie. Sometimes a mere ‘Hey There” works! I think the hair helped block his view to who was important!
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Bonnie said on December 3rd, 2012 at 5:21 pm
This is such a funny story and so well told! Love the pilot / stewardess references. Definitely meant to be!
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janie said on December 3rd, 2012 at 6:44 pm
And truth be told, my hair is still blocking his view!
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janie said on December 3rd, 2012 at 6:45 pm
I often look back on that day and wonder about it. We’ve had some rough times, but it was all meant to be.
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Jackie said on December 3rd, 2012 at 7:15 pm
What a great story! Free spirit that you were, you didn’t dismiss him out of hand just because he had children!
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janie said on December 3rd, 2012 at 7:17 pm
It wasn’t all smiles and roses, but obviously, something worked since we’re still together. And I was a free spirit!
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daphne said on December 3rd, 2012 at 10:36 pm
love it! ….. A bold woman getting what she wants. entertaining read, Janie
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janie said on December 3rd, 2012 at 10:47 pm
Daphne – Thanks. I don’t know what came over me that night. I was usually so shy and quiet. But he did something to me, that’s for sure.
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Kathy said on December 4th, 2012 at 8:35 am
Way to go get what you want!!
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Lynn said on December 4th, 2012 at 8:56 am
Love it – wild child meets good ol’ Midwestern boy. Bet you have taught each other a thing or two. Great story!
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Love your story, Janie. Who knows what will click, then last forever? You and he apparently did!
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janie said on December 4th, 2012 at 9:18 am
I’m often surprised myself that it’s lasted so long!
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janie said on December 4th, 2012 at 9:19 am
Linda – Yep, we did! But it hasn’t always been easy. That’s for sure.
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You took a risk!!! Sounds like you’re awfully glad you did.
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There’s something symbolic about the life preserver in that first photo (with the emphasis on the “life” rather than the “preserver,” although the latter is appropriate, too).
Love the travelling theme you two have going.
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mindy said on December 4th, 2012 at 3:00 pm
Just further proof that the wild-haired girls always get their man! Awesome tale, Janie!
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You guys look exactly the same in both pics! Ideally, you still water the plants topless and he’s still just a little bit intimidated.
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janie said on December 5th, 2012 at 1:01 am
Sam – Can you hear me laughing! You are too funny. And the answser is yes.
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Love your story!
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janie said on December 5th, 2012 at 7:04 pm
Julie – Thanks so much.
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I love that you took the first move! Great story!
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