Posted 07 February 2011 - 05:56 PM
I met my first wife while she was dating my best friend's brother. However, we hooked up for the first time after a kegger I had at my house while I was on intensive probation and couldn't go out after 6pm. We married two years later, it lasted six months, I was 23, her name was Rachel.
Eight months into the 12 months required for separation, I was working as a ski instructor on Beech Mountain for my 8th season and while passing the Ski School registration officer I noticed a beautiful little short girl (she's 5'0) with deep jungle green eyes that distracted me so much that I ran over a 5 yr old girl with her mom on her way to register for classes.
An hour later she came into my department (we had our own rentals for the kids) to get set up on a snowboard, I immediately pushed everyone out of the way so that I could help her. After pushing her from behind unexpectedly for her to decide which way to set her board up initially, she laughed and my knees felt like Jello. As she walked out of the room I turned to my friend and said "I'm gonna hit that before the end of the year".
Later that evening I'm drunk and go to a pizza place below my friends Condo on the mountain, she's there on a date with a tourist. I start talking to him and I ask him how long he's in town for. He told me that he'd be leaving tomorrow. I immediately turned to her and said "So what are you doin tomorrow?"
Four years later, we have a beautiful daughter who turns two March 9th, and I asked her to marry me this past October. We will marry next spring. Her name is Rachael.