Our Story : Part 1 "The Cute Boy From Church"

November 21, 2004

I will always remember that day because it was the Sunday before Thanksgiving my junior year of college and the day I met Phil for the first time.

For once in my life I was early to church (I was saving seats for a bunch of my teammates). I was trying to look 'busy' reading the bulletin even though I was literally the only person in the whole sanctuary (yeah, I was THAT early). Suddenly a VERY tall, decent looking, dark haired boy was standing next to me and asked if he could sit down.  I guess some other people had trickled into the sanctuary by this time, so it wasn't AS weird that he asked to sit next to me, but there were PLENTY of other entirely empty rows.

I nodded and pleasantly muttered something about how it was fine if he sat there.  As he sat down he stuck out his hand GIGANTIC hand  to shake mine as he introduced himself.  We exchanged pleasantries about our majors and he asked what I was doing for Thanksgiving, which led to the fact that I was from California.  Turns out he grew up in L.A. Like every other conversation I have ever had with a Midwesterner, the natural next question comes up, "so what brought you all the way from San Diego to Indiana?" So I explained that I played field hockey.

On cue, six of my teammates all walked in at the same time and sat down next to me, filling the rest of the row.  Gotta love these girls.  It was as if I was sitting there alone because the second their butts hit that seat they started barking out stories of why they were late, who's car wouldn't start, what shoes were missing, and on and on.  Finally, one of them noticed Phil and introduced herself briefly before jumping back into her story.

The choir started singing and all conversation ceased.

I didn't really give much thought to the boy sitting next to me.  I had a boyfriend and wasn't really looking for anything different.  All I really noticed about him was that he was well groomed, smelled nice and his hand was so big it covered the WHOLE cover of the Bible.

During the final song I felt a nudge and he leaned over, said it was nice to meet me, but he had to leave to get to work on time.  Then he left.

The service ended and I thought nothing of grabbing my purse to leave but all my girlfriends immediately started in with the questions about where my new 'friend' had gone.

Ummm....What?

Since we had been sitting together when they arrived they assumed we had come together and that I knew him.  After I explained that I had just met him they were super intrigued and gave him the nickname...

'THE CUTE BOY FROM CHURCH'

Original, I know!
Stay tuned for more tomorrow...