It was only a few years ago that they met. She was a psychology major in her sophomore year of college, but when it came to school, she never was the type to pick a subject and stick with it. She loved kids and always knew that she wanted to work around them in some way. She drove a blue little sports car with a hula girl dancing on the dashboard and two Tennessee Titans dice hanging in the rear view mirror. Tennessee was her team on Sundays and well any other day of the week. She was a little German and Italian mixed in one. If you were to order her off the menu at Subway, you would be having a Spicy Italian. Although she was an only child, she had a big family like most Italians. She spent her whole life in Sacramento and because of her large family always being around she could never see herself leaving it.
Him? Well he was fresh out of College. Had a degree in Baseball, with a minor in Psych. His dreams of playing professionally ended only a short time before. He was a Canuck, grew up in the tundra of the Great White North. Hockey was his sport of choice as a kid. If it wasn't hockey season, you could usually find him throwing a tennis ball against the barn wall. His two older sisters never wanted to play catch. After countless threats of moving to Texas, Florida and Arizona, his parents finally followed threw on one of them and moved to California. It was a move that would change his life. After a summer of 90 degree weather and no clouds in the sky, he knew he would never go back. He was a laid back, easy going, regular guy.
He decided the Bay Area cost too much and moved to Sacramento to start his career in the telephone business after college. Climbing telephone poles, jumping in manholes and having black widows crawl on your back, for some reason appealed to him. He only knew a few people in town, and it turned out it would be all he needed. After watching a Rivercats game one hot July night, he was introduced to a cute little blond, sitting on her bed in her room. Arms crossed, legs crossed, she had a white tank top and pink sweat pants on. She had a pretty upset look on her face. He didn't ask why. He didn't need to. She let him know anyways. She couldn't get her TV and DVD player to work. Since he worked on telephone lines all day, his friend decided that he would be a prime candidate to solve this little crisis she was having. After a minute, he figured out she was missing a cable that connected the DVD player to the TV. Apparently this wasn't good enough. He apologized, cracked a joke and got the hell out of there.
That night he went home and couldn't get her off his mind. He figured it was a dead end. She couldn't have looked more unhappy that he didnt fix her TV problem. The next day he asked her roommate if she was single. She was. He decided to go for it. The problem was that she was leaving for a cruise with her roommates for a week. He had to anxiously wait.
When she came back from her trip, he asked her out. But oddly enough she was busy again. Her excuse? She had to do a fantasy football draft with her Dad. If that wasn't a slap in the face, he didn't know what was. He asked his roommate, who comes up with that excuse? I mean a fantasy football draft with your Dad? Come on. Just say no for crying out loud. His roommate agreed. At this point, he figured she was a lost cause. But he got her number through her roommate and in a last chance last effort he told her he was going out to a bar in Rocklin with his roommate and that she should come. She was working late, very late, and she was on the other side of town. He figured she wouldn't, but threw it out there anyways. Before the night was over, he was buying her a Corona and showing her how not to dance like a white guy.
Its now been two and a half years since that night in Rocklin. And not a day went by that he wasn't thankful for taking that chance. She is his little Spicy Italian, and he is her International Delight.
He knows that she is the one for him. She always has been, and always will be. He wants to wake up to her every morning for the rest of his life. He wants to go to sleep every night with her next to him. He wants to talk about the good days, and the bad days, the big problems, and the little ones. Whatever the future brings, they are in it together, through thick and thin, the good and the bad. Individually, they are good. Together, they are great. He loves her from the bottom of his heart...
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