Hello lovely readers,
Our story started 21 years ago tonight. Until that night, I hadn't really noticed Javier, nor talked to him. I just knew he was loud, arrogant and kinda scary. I really did not want to linger in the kitchen when he was there.
On Halloween 2002, I was supposed to work on a public dinner cruise, but was cut early. I had thrown together a costume from things I had, hoping that I could leave and join a "singles" cruise on another boat.
Since I did get off early, I went on the cruise with a bunch of friends/co-workers where I was happily getting drunk, and dancing. Javier was dressed all in black, and was lurking and being kinda creepy, so I teased him and called him my shadow.
After the cruise was over, we ventured to another party, in the building our main prep kitchen was in, and a huge event venue. Yes, both in places that we worked and yes, the drinks were flowing! One thing led to another, and you know...
It took us until New Year's Day to figure out that we had an attraction worth exploring further, and another month for me to tie-up some loose ends. Neither of us wanted anything serious at first, we just wanted to have fun, but that went out the window when we fell madly in love and found our forever person. It really sucks that a pandemic ended our story!
Anyways, I didn't know about this picture and that he was grabbing a handful of my ass until we were married parents. But, that was so him. In a lot of the posed photos of us, I'm usually laughing because one of his hands was not behaving.
Have a Happy Halloween 🎃
Originally posted on @stephanieleonacross in 2022
