Throwback Thursday – First Date

This prompt sounds very fun, so I figured I would participate. Throwback Thursday is hosted by Lauren.

I have mentioned before that my memory has been blocked, or just erased, due to age, anxiety or whatever. However, for these questions, I can ask my husband, as he was my first date.

1) On your very first date, did you do the asking, or were you asked out? We were very young – 14. There really wasn’t much “asking”. We walked to and from school together and I remember having to “accidently” hit his hand to get him to hold it. However, I do believe he formally invited me to the movies and his mom drove us there.
2) Were you typically stressed out before a first date? Did things seem to be easier the more you dated the same person? We were friends first so no, not stressful at all. I didn’t have many other “first dates” in my life, but rather a group of friends hanging out and out of that bloomed a relationship. My daughters’ father (not my current husband) did make our first dinner out awkward. He informed me he would be ordering for me at a seafood restaurant. He “knew” how to do this because he was older than I was. I can’t remember what he ordered, but I did not then, nor do I now, eat shellfish. It was awkward.
3) What did you do to prepare for the date? Did you wear new clothes, or special outfits? Again, I don’t recall preparing for any “fancy” first dates. With my first boyfriend/now husband, as I said, we were young. I was naïve. The clothes I chose to wear apparently drove him mad with desire. But I think that was more the fact that he was a teenager than my appearance.
4) How did you meet those first dates? Were your dates with friends of a family member, or friends of a friend? Our parents usually took us if we went to the movies. Sometimes we rode our bikes or we went to the drive in with older friends (who could drive). Once we got out licenses (me first, as I taught him to drive … a fact I NEVER let him forget), we would go to the forest and uh…watch the stars through the trees.
5) Did you have a curfew on those early dates? Did you typically arrive home on time or were you constantly breaking curfew? Yes, and I was never late. Didn’t have to be because I had a crab apple tree outside of my window and would meet back up with my boyfriend (who lived down the street) a few hours later. Of course, parents are never as stupid as we think they are and that crab apple tree was shortly replaced with some low to the ground ground-cover plants. Boo.
6) Did your parents insist on meeting whomever you dated? I don’t think so. But when they did, it never went well. Of course, my dad loves my husband more than he loves me.
7) Where did you usually go when on a date? (movies, concerts, picnics, etc.) Movies mostly; the state fairs; just hung out.
8) Did the boy/man always pay for the date or did you go Dutch treat? I think he did. Or so he says.
9) Were you typically the talker or the listener on a date? I’m waiting for my husband to stop laughing. I was the talker. Of course, the only way he could shut me up was to kiss me so…who’s the smart one there?
10) What did you do if the date clearly wasn’t going well? (feign a headache, ask to go home, end the date early, etc.) I didn’t really have “bad dates” when I dated other men, but usually I was polite and stuck it out to the end. Then ghosted him.
11) A connection from the past to the present, if applicable. How long did you date your current partner before marriage? Five years, then a long (very long) break, then no dating…just marriage. When you know…you know.
12) Bonus Question: Care to share a disasters first date?????? None really. As I said, I was always comfortable with the person I dated as we were friends before we started a relationship.

Published by SadiRose

Blogging gets the noise in my head least for a little while. I use blogging to weed through all that noise and find the humor in each situation, even if it takes some time to find it. I am not selling anything, just sharing experiences as a mother, Amma, wife, paralegal, volunteer, Muslimah, sister, daughter, mother-in-law, woman.

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