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Charlie and I have different stories about how we met. Apparently he remembers me waaaaay before I remember him. In my mind, we met on our mutual friend's 30th Birthday Party Bus to San Francisco. My first memories of Charlie were not good ones. I actually remember Charlie as being one of the biggest jerks ever. lol


A few years passed and life happened. We both went through some pretty big changes. He contacted me on Facebook asking me to coffee and I blew him off... But Charlie has a way of making people remember him. I just couldn't stop thinking about him, and more months passed and I decided to give him another shot. Maybe it was his charm or his constant trash talking of my precious San Jose Sharks. But finally I relented and agreed to go on a date with him.  We went for dinner at a local restaurant called Scooner's, and watched playoff hockey.


BEST DECISION OF MY LIFE!! He truely is my best friend and my partner in life. I am now a Mother to 2 beautiful girls and fiancé to the best guy. So glad he was able to change my mind and I stopped being so stubborn (well at least on that subject)    :-)

Groom

Ok, I read Sarah's story before I started to write mine. It hurts a little that she doesn't remember me before the party bus trip to San Fransisco. I first met Sarah in the Safeway where she worked in Livermore. It was also where most of our mutual friends worked. I guess she left a bigger impression on me then I did on her (she had a nice butt was what I really remembered).


Years later, I saw her profile on Facebook and decided to send a friend request. When she friended the "jerk" (me), I saw that she now lived in the area. I asked if she would like to go for coffee as friends, that's right friends. She completely shot me down. I was ok with that because I was looking to date at the time.


During the next few months, I found out how competive Sarah was. Now to say she is a die hard Sharks fan is an understatement. As hockey season was in full swing and my wonderful Pittsburg Penguins were looking for Stanley Cup number 4, Sarah would post Shark stuff that practically begged me to comment on. After shooting me down for coffee, I was surprised she wrote back at all. I am a glutten for punishment and looked forward to her comments during the season and our trash talk online.


We had made a few bets during the playoffs. Some I won, and some I lost. The one I lost was dinner. Hoping she wasn't kidding, I took a chance asked if she would like to go to dinner. I was more than surprised when she said yes. I feel blessed every day she did, as she is the rock in my life and I can't imagine a day with out her.