Rowdy and I
10 years together on August 5th
Let's celebrate with how it all began
A story told in 10 days
I saw him in the hallway. He was cute. Girl's gathered all around. Brand spank'n new Returned Missionary at a very small college.
We said hello. Eyed each other up and down.
And I moved on.
I was taken by a boy who lived all the way across the country, after all.
A few days after the semester started I was sitting on a couch in the foyer talking to some friends. Everyone seemed to leave, but I stayed engrossed in my book. He sat alone in the next room over with guitar in hand. I noticed him. But remember, engrossed in my book;)
Suddenly he said, "I'm Aaron...what's your name again?
"Carrie," I said.
He said "Carrie"
I hesitated, "Aaron"
He said, "Carrie"
I said, "Aaron"
*The back and forth was awkward and funny at the same time*
He said, "Now you won't forget my name."
He was right.
After a few questions on my reading material he said, "Come on over. I need a friend." I literally hopped on over to his couch. I was everyone's friend. Of course.
I was so very cute in my torn jeans, cream and orange retro sweater, and orange hat which I will always be famous for. He wore some tan cords and a cream thermal-type shirt. With his guitar and really big grin, he was nothing short of suave.
We began to "jam". We both sang while he played. Just a friendly encounter, because doesn't everyone "jam" in college? It was so friendly-cool. We were so hip singing and playing and looking all trendy in our cute outfits and dazzling smiles. The only thing that would have upped the experience would be if I was also a baton twirler. Darn my quiting in 8th grade.
I was impressed with his playing and then quickly found out that he couldn't read music and instead did it all by ear. A couple guitar lessons when he was a teenager and that was it. I was floored. Not only was he way-cute, but also naturally talented. Nice mix.
Enter more singing and playing and hip-ness and lack-of baton twirling.
Then class got out. Floods of girls entered. They noticed him immediately and they all sat down listening to his natural guitar playing talent.
So I left.
Let's get something straight. I wasn't ONE of the girls, you know. Plus, I was taken, remember?
Rowdy (left) and his friend Nick early '00.
to be continued...