A 19 year-old girl waited tables, anxiously waiting for her shift to end. She was going on a first date with a really cute guy she met in her first college class, and had NO CLUE what she was going to wear. She wanted to look pretty, but not like she was trying to hard. She was so excited/nervous when he came to pick her up. Like a gentleman, he came to the door to meet her parents, then walked her to the car and opened her door for her. (Later the girl found out that the passenger door handle didn't work from the outside, so he'd had to prop that door open a smidge so he could open it for her.) They hadn't known each other very long at all, but there were no "awkward silences" that can tend to pop up during first dates. The car was filled with chatter as the two continued to get to know each other. And the girl liked what she was learning. They drove to the movies first, and saw "We Are Marshall." After the movie, the two went to grab a bite to eat at Outback Steakhouse. The girl thought this guy was incredibly sweet, funny, and (let's be honest, here) totally handsome. They talked about anything and everything, until it was time to go. The girl was sad to see the date end, but the guy had promised her parents she'd be home at a decent time. When they pulled in her driveway, he came around and opened her door again (with a little help from the girl on the inside,) and walked her to her front door. Again, ever the gentleman, he hugged her, but did not kiss her. The girl pretty much swooned when he told her what a great time he had and that he'd love to see her again sometime. The girl walked into her house, where her mother was on the computer. When her mother asked, "So, how'd it go?" The girl confidently replied, "I think I'm going to marry that guy."
Five years later, here we are. Happy 5 year Date-iversary Ty. I love you!