I can't remember my first date; must've been really great, huh?
I'll relate the story of how I met DH. We met on an online personals. I was a Civil War reenactor, and only ever seemed to meet guys in the hobby, and was tired of it. I wanted to meet someone who did NOT reenact, but otherwise had the same interests. Problem was, due to the CW stuff, I never had time to socialize otherwise! Someone suggested the online dating service. I tried various ones; met some decent guys (and I was VERY selective and careful), but none clicked. Oh, forgot to mention: I had just gotten over a tumultuous, abusive love affair, 2 years worth, with another CW guy, who wanted to marry me, and whom I loved very much. Anyway, I was going to give up on the online stuff after a year or so, when DH emailed me. We had so much in common, like HISTORICAL REENACTING!
He had once been in the same CW group as me, then left the CW stuff; went on to 2 other time periods; and I nearly joined those groups; but he had already moved on. I also found out he had delivered to a local store I frequented, and may have been there at the time. With a previous person, he had traveled past my street in order to hook up with her (he lived over 2 hours away). It's almost like God said, "OK, you two, I've had enough! Get together already!"
Even better: I had once been on with that dating service; discontinued it, but was never charged for the 2 months when I signed back up (and met DH)! He's the best bargain I've ever gotten!
Our 1st date was 6/23/03; he said he knew on the 1st date that he'd marry me; when he asked me to visit him and his parents July 4th weekend, he told me his Dad said, "Son, if you don't marry that girl, I will!" He kept dropping those hints throughout July, even taking me to try on engagement rings. I played dumb (admittedly an easy feat for me). On 9/28/03, we went out to dinner; I'm diabetic, and hadn't eaten all day, and my blood sugar was getting low (that also makes you grouchy). Every restaurant had a 1-2 hour wait, so I testily suggested just getting pizza. We did, and I apologized for my grouchiness. He said, "That's ok. I wouldn't be thinking of asking you to marry me, if it wasn't." I said, "Oh, I didn't know we were getting married, that's news to me." "Well, I'd ask you in a heartbeat, if I thought you'd say 'Yes"". "Well, you'll never know, if you don't ask." "Will you marry me?" "YES!!!!" Another coincidence: this pizza place has a 1/2 wall, topped with stained glass pictures of Italian cities. The one right above our heads said, "Roma", but we were sitting on the opposite side, so it read, "Amor". That's Latin for "Love". We just had our 3rd wedding anniversary on 10/2/07.