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Marriage...

way to serious for TK!

Okay, I was hoping more for funny proposal stories, how y'all met, etc.
  • Yes, we live together have done so for over a year.
  • No, it's not a common wealth state
  • We already discussed money, kids, & redeployment.
  • I already own my own home.
  • Again, was just looking for funny TK-like stories.
 
I was advertising for a lead singer for my punk band out in Santa Fe, and I was tripping my brains out on some excellent acid when she arrived for the audition. Fell in love on the spot. So did she.

I never got over her, still 28 years later.
 
The first time we met:

His Mom had just been asking him about whether he was seeing anyone special; and about four hours later I showed up at his house with liquor and Star Trek.

I was relatively unwashed and adorned in scrubby clothes and the moment I saw him I labeled him 'unattainable,' and proceeded to me my geekiest, most obnoxious trekkie self while he joined his roommate --my old friend-- and I for Star Trek Night.

We hit it off right away anyways and he gave me a very gentlemanly goodnight kiss, but I refused to give him my number because my ex hadn't moved out yet. So when I woke up the next morning a cassette of Star Blazers was sitting on my stuff with a note reading "Let me know what you think -- [email address]"

I went straight home and after digging up pictures of him on the internet started posting about it here.
 
Marriage:

First off, I recommend it, but ONLY after both parties are aware of what they want (and that takes time out of the house on their own...and the military is only 1/2 way out of the house, other people are still dictating your life).

Have the "blunt talk". "I expect blowjobs 5 times a week", "I expect to be able to go out with the girls and bring one home if I feel like it", "I will not do dishes", etc. Be VERY blunt. Two red flags: If one of your 'requirements' can't work with the other person, and a BIGGER red flag: If you are afraid of bringing something up.

P.S. Don't have sex before that conversation. That's the third test, if you want to screw after having that talk, then things are probably ok.

Biggest problem I've seen in marriage is taking each other for granted. All of the "romantic little stuff" centers on this. I strongly recommend letting him spank you at least once a week, it shows he's focused on you and gives you a chance to show him your ass.

KEEP your friends. And keep seeing them. Friends outside of the marriage keep you balanced. Also keep in mind that he should keep his friends too, and see them both with and without you.

Vacation separately at least once every 3 years for a week. Absence DOES make the heart grow fonder.

8+ years with a masochistic bisexual nymphomaniac....so I come from a place of successful knowledge.

Best Wishes to you Both.
-SB
 
We had that talk when we moved in together. IT was actually quite fun. The sex afterwards, I mean.

The part I don't really understand (& this doesn't necessarily apply to y'all) is why everyone keeps telling me the same things over & over. I appreciate the concern. But all the advice has already been put into play. That's WHY I said yes. I can live with & love him, w/o the urge to kill him.

As for the seperate vacation every 3 years for a week: that won't happen. Most of y'all know I'm a reservist. I get a niffy vacation once a year for 2-3 weeks w/o him. It's me getting to play w/ all my army friends, getting drunk every night & generally having a good time. I love coming home after that. :bigass: He definately lets me know that I was missed.
 
So many men, so many stories. My favorites are the ones who did something unusual to get my attention.

One guy I knew from a place we both worked when we were in highschool. He was cute, we flirted alot, he asked me out, I stood him up. Didn't see him for a few years. Then he showed up at a party at my house. He was cuter but he was with some girl so no flirting. He moved into my apartment complex. Every day I ran into him walking past my apartment on his way to take trash to the community dumpster. He was taking out the trash for every apartment in the complex so he could walk past my apartment hoping to catch me leaving so he could talk to me.

There was the tall skinny redhead. Mr. Puppydog guy. Very sweet. He tried so hard to impress me by doing something different all the time - taking up electric guitar, buying a dune buggy, joining the army, and on and on and on. We dated but it seemed everytime we went out I got hurt, like when he accidentally smacked me in the nose pointing out a streaker running down the road, or the time I got a head injury on the roll bar of the dune buggy when we flew over a dune and my seat belt came undone. Now he is a bigtime rich rancher owning a big chunk of the state and married to some really nice woman that appreciates him. Yeah for him, cause he really is one of the nicest, sweetest people I've ever met just dangerous to me physically.

Then there was the young guy. He was cute, lots of fun, and a great conversationalist but just too young for me by my rules. After being rejected a hundred or so times, he streaked his black hair with grey and asked me again. I said yes to a date that lasted four years.

Then there was the other young guy, not as young as the other one though - within my rules. He was cute, a great chess player and just all kinds of good. He just wanted to do things for me, all the time, every day, day after day, week after week, all the freaking time.

Then there was the drop dead gorgeous Mexican in Mexico City. Charming and interesting to boot. I pretended I was French when he tried to pick me up the first time. He played along and we had a lot of fun with that. I adore a guy who can speak a few languages. He took me on a tour of the city, to the floating gardens, the palace, the university, out to dinner, then dancing and kissing on a balcony on a mountainside under the stars. Alas, I was on a tour of the country and had to go.

To all the men I've loved before
Who traveled in and out my door
I'm glad they came along
I dedicate this song
To all the men I've loved before
To all the men I once caressed
And may I say I've held the best
For helping me to grow
I owe a lot I know
To all the men I've loved before
The winds of change are always blowing
And every time I try to stay
The winds of change continue blowing
And they just carry me away
 
Gonad said:
How long have you two been cohabitating?
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hmmm...since...April of "06"? Sorry, he's better w/ dates. :oops:

Now, that you ask, seems like a short time. But the really cool part is we went to the same ES, MS, & HS. They only time we didn't go to the same organization was when he joined the Marines & I went Army, fast forward 4 years & we meet again. Actually, he found me again through myspace. It's kinda weird b/c I hadn't really wanted to start one of those page things. But it worked out wonderfully.
 
Since '06; that's good because most cohabitation surprises and potential issues have already appeared. And that's the month/year I met mine. Neato.
 
His friends and him all lived in this highrise downtown and my girlfriends partied over there a lot. They dragged me down there once to some party and I was hiding out in a back bedroom reading a book and he found me. :)

We got married when I was 17 and he was 20. People saying that you change a lot in your 20's....so true. But really.....aren't people always changing? I knew that he loved me and accepted me even after he'd seen the extent of my insanity. I knew the things that were superficial and might change and I knew the things that I love about him...fundamental things that aren't going to change with time and new experiences. He accepts that I'm bisexual, which most guys like the idea of, but IMO, very few can really handle everything that comes with it. Sometimes when it's really cold and snowy he goes out and starts my car and scrapes my windows. Yeah, I kinda like him. I think he's a keeper. :)
 
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