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I can't wait to hear these stories!
Once, at band camp, there was this girl...
I don't think I could post it...too graphic. ;)
That time when Mel Gibson picked me up in his plane for a romantic weekend on his own private island. THAT was awesome!! (You never said these dates had to be grounded in reality!) ;-)
The best date I was ever on was this weekend. Best date ever. EVER. The only thing that would be better is the wedding night because I'd be getting some boooooo-tay!
The best date of my life was last weekend. What made it great? Love; and plenty of smoochie-smoochie and cuddly-wuddly.
I'm pretty sure this is still a PG-rated forum, so I'll have to pass.
A particularly memorable one...
He picked me up in his plane at my local airport and we flew to Monterey for dinner. Down the coast - gorgeous...
We landed and he had a car take us to Carmel where we had a romantic dinner. Got back to the airport to fly home and on the way back, he dialed the SF Giants game on the radio and I got to listen to the Giants beat the Braves while flying over the bay at night.
Lovely....
Ok... my idea of romantic isn't universal... ;-)
I guess it will come out any way so...
I spent the night in a hotel with Appy Pappy
As soon as I have one...I letcha know!
Oh oh oh oh!!!
I wrote a bit of romantic short story (I know, I'm a dork) that was pretty much encompassed a lot of what was left of my romantic dreams (not sex, but just romantic stuff). A guy I was absolutely crazy about read it and like others, thought it was a pretty good short story. That was that, I thought.
A year later, after my mother died, he called me and said "Do you have any vacation time?" He was tongue tied and couldn't get it out, but finally, he said that he had gotten a BIG bonus and wanted to take me on a vacation to Victoria, BC.
I was exhausted, and knew nothing about Victoria, but I needed the rest. Well, it is THE most romantic place on the planet. And that was my 'date', for 10 days, he recreated a lot of what was in my short story. From walks in gardens to ice cream cones at the pier to a day out watching whales to telling me he loved me while drinking sangria in a courtyard.
'Nuf said, I'm gettin' all misty eyed.
I'm going to chime in w/ worst date because I missed the "worst date" thread.
Worst date was my first date w/Mr. HR. It was an election returns "party" in Nov.,1992 (need I say more). I think we stuck together out of sheer need for survival those first 8 years.
There were horses, and meat, and fruit, and onions, and bugs and Napoleon Dynamite and dogs (one of which has an unbelievably severe obsession with sticks), and a ferrier, and the cop with the beer between his legs, and the first part of Full Metal Jacket, and fire ants, and guns, and humidity, and a porch swing, and knives and a chicken which was well carved, and more . . .
But the best thing about the date is that I met my husband. The man I thought did not exist. I shall stop here for blood sugar puposes.
We are going to be one of those couples who make everyone else sick with our affection. And our PDA's.
When I left South Carolina, I shoved him up against the wall in the airport to kiss him goodbye. Someday I will never have to kiss him goodbye. Unless he goes outside to feed the dogs.
Yeehaw! I got me a husband on the internet!
Thanks FR
Now, I'm hopin' the women I dated are aware of FR...
Ok, I'll be the corny one. It was with my Husband. I had just had the worse blind date, the weekend before. A guy with no sense of humor and very pretentious. My husband had been asking me out a few times and I didn't go. My girlfriend was smitten with him. I finally said, yes. The next weekend, I went to dinner with my husband. Fell in love that night. We dined and laughed for hours! We still do these many years later. Thank God I said yes to that date! :)
My best date was the first one I had with my wife. I don't know if you can call it a date per say but we went shooting. I fell in love at that first moment and have kept falling more and more every day.
Mike
I would have to say that one of my best dates was an early-morning hot-air balloon ride with my hubby, followed by a champagne breakfast and a sunny picnic later. He's done a lot of romantic things, but that was one of the best.
Date? What's that?
The best date was the night my husband formally proposed to me. We went to a super nice restaurant and had a table by the front window in Old Town. He presented me with a gigantic diamond and gave a touching proposal. I said yes and all the waiters said, “awwwww.”
Then we finished dinner and he popped a valium and I drove him to a clinic to get an MRI of his herniated disk (he’s claustrophobic, thus the valium). While he was getting scanned, I sat in the waiting room in my pretty cocktail dress, reading a Stephen Ambrose book.
It was a favorite date for both of us because we knew this was probably going to be what our life together was going to be like right from the start since we were marrying “old.” It was just very comforting to know that there would always be one waiting in the waiting room to take care of the other.
Well...it's not appropriate for this forum...