Most friends and family know that Cliff and I grew up going to the same church, and therefore, have known each other for 17 years. WOW, right?! Well, since we grew up kind of knowing each other, that "wow" moment when we really discovered each other was delayed to the incredibly mature age of 16 (me) and 18 (Cliff).
Once the "noticing" began, things moved along rather quickly considering we were in high school. We started talking, and one Tuesday, I was headed to my friend, Kerry's, home where a bunch of people were meeting to caravan over to Taco Tuesday at La Hacienda. Cliff's house sits on a corner near a major intersection of the Upper Valley, and I would pass it EVERY day. As I passed it that particular Tuesday, I saw him pull out and knew he was headed to work. I decided to make a [MAJOR] detour to Kerry's home, and I kind of went in the direction Cliff was headed. He was WAY ahead of me, so I gave up, slowed down, jammed out to my mix, and proceeded to Kerry's. Five minutes later, I came to a red light, and lo and behold, there was Cliff. I pulled up next to him. He slowly turned his head, was a little suprised, and there he gave me that smile and butteflies-in-the-stomach inducing wink.
I learned after the fact that it was at that moment that he decided that he needed to move in for the kill.
The rest is history. 
May 2001
3 comments:
That's so cute. I love that you guys grew up close together. I hadn't heard this story though, glad to have flashback friday back!
I totally forgot about Taco Tuesdays @ LaHacienda...is that place still buzzing? As I remember it, once your crush started...BAM!!!
SO CUTE!!! Love your flashbacks!!
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