17 years ago

stefan and i celebrate the day we met date.  we do so every year.  it was our 17th year together on february 18 (we are celebrating tonight here). 

we met in a hotel room only two weeks after stefan moved to canada (toronto) from holland.  a girlfriend and i planned on seeing a movie that evening but then she changed plans on me. a boy she liked (who worked with stefan) asked her to attend a party with him and she would only go if i went along.  i didn't want to get in the way of potential love, so i went. 

i met stefan at the after party in the hotel room.  he was the one that opened the door for us.  i remember the first thing i saw of him were his socks.  he was wearing sports socks which i thought were the most hideous socks ever (thankfully he no longer wears them).  the room was crowded and the only place to sit was next to him on a little bench.  the two of us remained there the rest of the night chatting, about what i don't recall (blame it on the vodka he was continually pouring for me).  when my girlfriend wanted to leave i didn't want to go, at least not until the dutch guy asked me for my number.  i was confident he would and he did.  only then was i ready to leave.

despite my initial judgment of his choice of socks, i was smitten.  he had an accent.  he had long hair.  he was cute.  did i mention, i was smitten?  i was.  thankfully, he called me a few (very long) days later.  

love you.  happy anniversary!