five years ago today, my friend tonya called me and invited me to join her and some friends for drinks on the patio at on the border. i almost didn't go, but it had been a while since i had seen tonya, and on the border was pretty much right next door to my apartment complex.
alan was there (his roommate was tonya's boyfriend/now husband). we had met once or twice before, but we'd both been dating other people, so i'd never really paid attention to the fact that he was actually kinda cute... and sweet... and funny...
by the time we were all leaving the restaurant, i wasn't quite ready to be done talking to him - so i convinced tonya to bring the boys over to my apartment so we could hang out at the hot tub (man this sounds cheesy...). anyway, i did get to talk to alan a little bit more and at the end of the night he asked if he could take me out on a date.
i remember telling my mom about him the next day. i just had such a good feeling about this one.
our first date was two weeks later... and the rest, as they say, is history.
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And ever since then, we've lost our Olivia to Alan, but I couldn't be happier to have lost ya to such a WONDERFUL man.:o) PS Lost meaning, your time is not open and available 24/7 for your best buds anymore because you have an amazing man in your life.:o)
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