So where was I? Oh, I remember. Here's the second Part of how I met my Husband:

There I was, sitting all alone in a Pub, waiting for Douchebag to show up.

I must have looked pretty desperate at that moment. I was all Dressed Up on a Tuesday Night, sitting there by myself. Well, as Time went by I realized he wouldn't show up. I was getting ready to leave when someone sat right next to me and said Hi. I looked up to see who it was and realized it was TheHubby. Ugh, I thought, he was the last person I wanted to see at that moment. Since he offered me a Drink though I decided to stay and talk to him. We hit it off great that Night. We talked, laughed and drank. Eventually I was starting to like him. We went to another Club and did what people do, when they're drunk. We started making out. At that point we were both pretty drunk. He had to work the next day, so I gave him my number and left.

He never called.

2 months later I was at a friends house when my Phone rang. I answered and asked who it was.
TH: "It's me."
Me:" Who's me?"
TH:" TheHubby.Remember 2 months ago?"

I was caught off guard by him calling. I could not believe it. We agreed to meet the next Day.
I was so excited, I dressed nice, did my Hair, put on some make-up and went to meet him.
There he was. In Cut Off Jeans and the Ugliest Shirt I've ever seen. He looked sooooo Country.
Well, I was disappointed and acted like a Bi*ch. So, we strolled around. Talking and getting to know each other. He asked if I would meet him that Night at the Bar.
I agreed.

That Night was great. We had such a Good time and I could really feel a connection. I asked why he didn't call me for 2 months. He said we has in Kuwait waiting to go to Iraq but his Unit got sent back to Germany and didn't have to go at the time. Other than that though he didn't wanna talk about being in Kuwait. I accepted that and never asked again.
Until a month Later......

To be continued.....