I’m on the edge of my seat! What did Lauren do next?! She slapped you across the face and screamed, “The Audacity!!”, before running off never to be seen again- right? Right?!
My husband and I have a classic romcom story too. We met in 2004, we both worked in the same shopping center- I was a barista at the coffee shop and he worked at the video store a few doors down. He used to come in and order hot chocolate, and teenage me was smitten! After a few months of that, we had a conversation where I said something that made him look at me in the most adorable loving way (to this day, he will not tell me wtf I said!). A few days later I built up the courage to ask him out… I had a friend come with me into the video store, I was all nerves and hormones, only to find out he wasn’t working that day. So I left him a note that said something like “hey, we should hang out. Call me - coffee shop girl” (we still have the note somewhere) and apparently his colleague immediately called him to tell him a girl came by and left a note for him. Later that day, he left a voicemail on my phone saying he liked my voicemail (it was a compilation of Homer Simpson sound bites I got off the internet) and that he’d love to hang out. Long story super short, our first date lasted 10+ hours and ended with us kissing and him tripping over the curb and hitting his head. There’s a lot between then and now, but almost 20 years later, well, here we are.
The Husband talked in his sleep a lot. My all time favourite was when sat up in bed and said “Do you know you know who I am?!” And then in a very proud thunderous voice said “I’m Mr P. Pod. That’s P period Pod period. And flopped back down. I was laughing so hard I woke him up. I called him P period Pod period for years. I miss him. He passed away last October. Sorry to be a downer on your happy rom com.
Rom coms are dope! Saw my partner at a rock show and the moment I set eyes on her I said to my head “she will be mine, oh yes she will be mine” Alla Wayne’s world
Has all the feels! Reminds me of my personal Rom Com. We first met in a church lobby. I had recently broke my engagement and relationship. He was still barely engaged. I met him and his fiance. I don't remember that first handshake, but he does, because his girl turned to him as I walked away and said sarcastically, "she would be perfect for you". No truer words have been spoken. Twenty years later, I still have her engagement gift dinner plates. One of these days, I'll get my own.
Also side relatable note: I have been known to talk on my sleep. One night I swore I saw a black spider descend from the ceiling onto my face and I swatted it and it scurried under the pillow. I sat up and screamed, "There's a spider!" As I wildly tossed our pillows looking. The lights came on and my husband's face was bewildered. After I saw no spider I started laughing. How in the pitch dark could I have seen a spider, black spider, mind you. "I'm sorry, I must have dreamt it. Sorry babe". I was giggling. He was not.
I love origin stories so much 💕 this feels so generous, thank you! I also appreciate that it ends with the leather jacket update. There is no piece of history I will not drive to Goodwill lol. (The part about negotiating with a sleepwalker is terrifying and true. It’s one of the eeriest things in the world.)
I love rom coms and I love this! Eagerly awaiting the next installment!
My favorite rom coms of all time would have to be When Harry Met Sally, Sleepless in Seattle, and Notting Hill. More recently, though, I find myself watching different versions of the same movie over and over, all of which seem to involve a woman who meets a prince who's escaping his obligation to rule a remote and faintly realistic-sounding European duchy by moving to upstate New York.
My husband and I didn't have a meet-cute (we'd been friends for years when we started dating) so much as we had a stay-together-trial-by-fire. We thought we were testing our compatibility by camping our way through the Himalayas, but the true test came when we washed our hair for the first time in weeks in a cold mountain waterfall only to realize we'd been standing in a leech-filled mountain stream the whole time. We laughed, we cried, we checked one another for leeches, and (eventually) we got married. "Is it as bad as the leeches?" is a good point of reference when things seem tough.
My high school boyfriend introduced me to my husband, and was the best man at our wedding.
Dated my high school boyfriend for 2 1/2 years, broke up but stayed friends. During college I dated some guy everyone hated, and when I dumped him, my high school boyfriend insisted I come to visit him. Turns out he wanted to introduce me to this guy, but nobody told me that, so I proceeded to get wasted, drag this poor kid out to a bar to do shots, and ended up barfing on his friend's front porch. Do NOT remember actually meeting him. That friend whose porch I barfed on also was in our wedding. Where he proceeded to hook up with my divorced sister, whose sons were the ring bearers, and get c***-blocked by MY DAD when he dropped her back at the hotel. It was awesome. And we are still married almost 20 years later.
This is so fun! I’m working on writing my rom com origin love story which I think will be called: cowgirl, a love story… still working on the rest. We met as river guides in New Mexico and then followed rivers all over the west 💗
I’m on the edge of my seat! What did Lauren do next?! She slapped you across the face and screamed, “The Audacity!!”, before running off never to be seen again- right? Right?!
My husband and I have a classic romcom story too. We met in 2004, we both worked in the same shopping center- I was a barista at the coffee shop and he worked at the video store a few doors down. He used to come in and order hot chocolate, and teenage me was smitten! After a few months of that, we had a conversation where I said something that made him look at me in the most adorable loving way (to this day, he will not tell me wtf I said!). A few days later I built up the courage to ask him out… I had a friend come with me into the video store, I was all nerves and hormones, only to find out he wasn’t working that day. So I left him a note that said something like “hey, we should hang out. Call me - coffee shop girl” (we still have the note somewhere) and apparently his colleague immediately called him to tell him a girl came by and left a note for him. Later that day, he left a voicemail on my phone saying he liked my voicemail (it was a compilation of Homer Simpson sound bites I got off the internet) and that he’d love to hang out. Long story super short, our first date lasted 10+ hours and ended with us kissing and him tripping over the curb and hitting his head. There’s a lot between then and now, but almost 20 years later, well, here we are.
This is SO early '00s wholesome and there could NEVER be enough coffee shop love stories in this world!!
i actually cackled out loud at your voicemail just being homer simpson sound bites.
I want to watch this movie rather than Bloody Homecoming if that's cool!?
The Husband talked in his sleep a lot. My all time favourite was when sat up in bed and said “Do you know you know who I am?!” And then in a very proud thunderous voice said “I’m Mr P. Pod. That’s P period Pod period. And flopped back down. I was laughing so hard I woke him up. I called him P period Pod period for years. I miss him. He passed away last October. Sorry to be a downer on your happy rom com.
Rom coms are dope! Saw my partner at a rock show and the moment I set eyes on her I said to my head “she will be mine, oh yes she will be mine” Alla Wayne’s world
Said in* my head.
I like “said to my head” better honestly.
You can’t leave us hanging like that!!
Plus, REALLY want to see this film.
Also, please write the Joan Snow episode and I might make the effort to watch GoT properly and not just clips.
Has all the feels! Reminds me of my personal Rom Com. We first met in a church lobby. I had recently broke my engagement and relationship. He was still barely engaged. I met him and his fiance. I don't remember that first handshake, but he does, because his girl turned to him as I walked away and said sarcastically, "she would be perfect for you". No truer words have been spoken. Twenty years later, I still have her engagement gift dinner plates. One of these days, I'll get my own.
Also side relatable note: I have been known to talk on my sleep. One night I swore I saw a black spider descend from the ceiling onto my face and I swatted it and it scurried under the pillow. I sat up and screamed, "There's a spider!" As I wildly tossed our pillows looking. The lights came on and my husband's face was bewildered. After I saw no spider I started laughing. How in the pitch dark could I have seen a spider, black spider, mind you. "I'm sorry, I must have dreamt it. Sorry babe". I was giggling. He was not.
I love origin stories so much 💕 this feels so generous, thank you! I also appreciate that it ends with the leather jacket update. There is no piece of history I will not drive to Goodwill lol. (The part about negotiating with a sleepwalker is terrifying and true. It’s one of the eeriest things in the world.)
I love rom coms and I love this! Eagerly awaiting the next installment!
My favorite rom coms of all time would have to be When Harry Met Sally, Sleepless in Seattle, and Notting Hill. More recently, though, I find myself watching different versions of the same movie over and over, all of which seem to involve a woman who meets a prince who's escaping his obligation to rule a remote and faintly realistic-sounding European duchy by moving to upstate New York.
My husband and I didn't have a meet-cute (we'd been friends for years when we started dating) so much as we had a stay-together-trial-by-fire. We thought we were testing our compatibility by camping our way through the Himalayas, but the true test came when we washed our hair for the first time in weeks in a cold mountain waterfall only to realize we'd been standing in a leech-filled mountain stream the whole time. We laughed, we cried, we checked one another for leeches, and (eventually) we got married. "Is it as bad as the leeches?" is a good point of reference when things seem tough.
Joan Snow lol lol
This is fun, love this post.
This might be my favourite thing you’ve written! I can’t wait for part 2.
My high school boyfriend introduced me to my husband, and was the best man at our wedding.
Dated my high school boyfriend for 2 1/2 years, broke up but stayed friends. During college I dated some guy everyone hated, and when I dumped him, my high school boyfriend insisted I come to visit him. Turns out he wanted to introduce me to this guy, but nobody told me that, so I proceeded to get wasted, drag this poor kid out to a bar to do shots, and ended up barfing on his friend's front porch. Do NOT remember actually meeting him. That friend whose porch I barfed on also was in our wedding. Where he proceeded to hook up with my divorced sister, whose sons were the ring bearers, and get c***-blocked by MY DAD when he dropped her back at the hotel. It was awesome. And we are still married almost 20 years later.
Lovely wholesome origin story of your union. Really warm, funny writing.
This is so fun! I’m working on writing my rom com origin love story which I think will be called: cowgirl, a love story… still working on the rest. We met as river guides in New Mexico and then followed rivers all over the west 💗
This was so sweet, charming and hilarious.
Hubby and I were actors and met in a terrible play called Bliss. We like to tell people We met in bliss. Hehe.
I played the Time Janitor. Jeffrey played the trumpet. Literally. He was also a musician.
Hilarious story!!!