In The Beginning, There Was Beer. And Lots of It. Part 2 of a Love Story

Now where were we? If you need to catch up, here is part 1.

Here’s a quick recap…wedding, he thinks I’m cute, I think he’s cute. Got it?

So after the rehearsal, we went to a swanky joint for dinner. Unfortunately it didn’t work out that Tate and I were seated at the same table. Luckily, though, I could see him sitting at the next table. We made eye contact a few times and smiled. I didn’t have butterflies, but I did like the attention.

The next day was (not so surprisingly) the wedding. Following the joining of two hearts (gag me), the wedding party rode in a limo to the reception at yet another swanky locale. We drank champagne on the drive there. Mere sips of champagne make me chatty. Too much makes me drunk.

Thank goodness it was a short ride.

I was definitely feeling happy when we arrived at the reception. After the dinner and garter/bouquet/cake cutting business (that included another glass of champagne), it was time to part-ay. At the beer table stood Tate, all alone. Feeling confident and somewhat buzzed, I marched over to him.

It felt like hours that we stood at that beer table talking. He was very friendly, introducing me to all of his friends and making sure I was never, ever without beer. I learned that he was a chemical engineer and lived in a far, far away land called Knoxville, TN.

“Damn,” I thought to myself. Why can’t boys who like me and that I like back ever live close-by? (Next week, I’ll tell you all about my history with long distance relationships.)

We had a great time that night, drinking, talking, and dancing. After the reception, we headed to a local bar with a group of his friends to drink more beer. Luckily we didn’t stay long or I probably would have passed out before the most exciting part of the evening…Tate invited me back to his hotel room. Normally I wouldn’t go back to a hotel room with a boy I’d just met, but we’d been having such a great time, I didn’t want it to end. And I was hoping for some major making out.

Back at his hotel room, we sat on the bed and chit chatted some more. And then it happened…the most exciting part of the evening. He turned on Sports Center. We sat and watched Cardinals highlights. Turns out, Tate was a gentleman.

I realized he wasn’t going to make a move, so I knew it was time for me to go home. I called my sober brother to come pick me up. Tate asked for my phone number and email address before I left.

I figured that this would be the last I’d see of him. After two previous failed long-distance relationships, I wasn’t eager to pursue something like that again.

But Monday morning, there was an email from him. And almost everyday after that.

Stay tuned for details from our first date and how we became inseparable.

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Damn woman… that title could have applied to my husband and mine’s meeting, too. There was beer, and lots of it… for a loooong time! LOL!
I’m on pins and needles waiting for the next excerpt
LOL! Thanks for keeping me grinning.

I love me a good love story. Can’t wait to hear more.

Sports Center? That is awesome! So great that he didn’t take advantage of your tipsy self. And I can’t believe you made the long-distance relationship work. For me, it was impossible.

SPORTS CENTER? HAAAH. My mind was in the gutter… I thought you were going to say something else.

I can’t wait to hear the rest though!

sports center… lololol

romance is not dead!

You can’t leave us hanging like this!

awwww. Sports Center.

SportsCenter! I love it!

I don’t think I know any couples who wouldn’t be where they are today without beer. Great story, the Sports Center thing is priceless!

so cute !! can’t wait to hear more. i have been enjoying this story of yours.

Enjoying the story so far. Question: he was living in Knoxville, TN, but where were you? I don’t know why I’m obsessed with this little detail. I just want to know how many miles we’re talking here.

Can’t wait for the rest!

I lived in Missouri….Sorry, I forget that you all can’t read my mind and don’t know every detail of my history. (Smacks palm of hand on forehead.)

My husband always said he knew the girl for him would be the one who could watch SportsCenter.

We met over beer as well….I was cleaning up empties at a New Year’s party! I can’t wait to read the rest.

Aww! I had to go back and read part 1, but now I cant wait for more!

It’s the greatest love story ever told! Seriously - it’s adorable…made only better because you both like the Cardinals!

Ditto what Sleeping Mommy said!!! Great story - see ya.

Pup and I were LD all 4 years before we got married. After our honeymoon was over I was like, “Okay I’ll see you in a few weeks….oh….you’re not ever going away again, huh?” TOUGH adjustment!!

Aww!! SO cute! Love it!

Duhnuhuh, duhnuhnuh (Sports Center sound effect).

aw, what a sweetheart!!

Wal Mart vs. hotel room.

I still win!

It took three dates before Wally even kissed me. And I think only them because I asked him if he was ever going to kiss me. He was skeered of me.

Oh my.. my eyes are glued to the screen.. Tell us more:)

Did you have the Sports Center theme music play at your wedding? It’s echoing through my head right now. & who says romance is dead? This is such a sweet story!

awesome. can’t wait to hear more! i hope that there are many more hot, steamy sports center scenes ahead!

I love that he asked for your email address!

i was expecting this post to get dirty! i can’t wait to hear the rest of the story! it’s so 21st century that he asked for your email address!

Ah! A cliffhanger! Can’t wait to hear the rest!

I can’t wait to hear the rest, I don’t have a great meeting story with my huby, we met at school. I NEED to hear some romance! I don’t have that in my life!!

I hooked my husband at a wedding - in that same town!

We have a class-tastic photo of the entire wedding party with Mickey’s bigmouths in front of the limo, at a Brown Derby, with the Bass Pro sign in the background All we needed was a Chinese restaurant ….

Ok, that was really cute My man is from a little (bitty) town north of Knoxville

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