I love hearing the stories of how lovers met...And I love hearing how their stories compare and contrast (he said, she said). And even better, isn't it fun to hear those stories unfold into family lore over many, many years?

So here's my version of how Rick and I met.

Way back in ought-six, I'd been using OlyBlog to learn about my community and find cool events to attend. But for most of that year I was an OlyBlog tourist - a guest with no login. Sure, I tracked the deeper reaches of comments on controversial threads and had favorite bloggers I liked to check in on, but I hadn't been compelled to create and account and post any threads. But after meeting up with some of the more active bloggers and their circle in October and November, I thought it about time to participate myself. I created an account and prepared my first thread. When I went to post it, na-da...Something wasn't working. Feeling like a dunce, I tried repeatedly to post my thread...To no avail.

Knowing that the OlyBloggers met up at the Broho on Monday nights, I trundled down there one Monday in mid-November. Being a fairly outgoing and uninhibited person, I walked through the bar and strode right up to the first geek with a laptop (okay, I acknowledge that hanging out in a public place with a computer no longer automatically assigns one to the class of "geek", but picture a long table at the back of the bar filled with men with little round glasses and several laptops. This was the geek table this night at the Broho). So, I strode up to the first geek with a laptop, tapped him on the shoulder and asked if he were with OlyBlog. He was Rick. He was a Cute Geek (later to be more specifically classified as a Sexy Geek). He helped me login, post some content, and then we talked for hours. At the end of the evening, we shook hands goodbye.

I sent Rick a thank you email and posted the like on OlyBlog later that night. He, in turn, invited me to the OlyBlog book group that week. From there we had many a Monday night at the Broho, some emails, and then a wonderful phase of movie nights at OFS. Movie nights gave way to dog walk days, and from there it unfolded.

That's my story as it stands today. Ask me again in 25 years and see how the tale is spun.