Thursday, October 13, 2011

How I Found Love Washington DC

I met my fiancé because of Love Washington DC. We both love baseball and met at a sports bar to watch the Yankees-Indians playoff game in 2007. Unfortunately, the Yankees lost and we were both disappointed. After the final game we decided to walk home together because it was such a beautiful fall night and it turned out that he lived two blocks away from me in downtown DC.

 

After baseball season we began talking on the phone about football, which I knew very little about. I just didn't understand the game. We went out on a love date at a Thai restaurant and then planned to watch the game in my building's party room. I didn't want to watch in my apartment because I didn't know him that well and wasn't ready to have him come over.

 

When the game started he began to explain every detail about what was going on. He was very patient with me and answered all of my questions. It turned out that I not only understood the game more easily than I thought, but I began to like football and started reading up on the teams and got a better understanding of the nuances of the sport. That night in the party room we had our first kiss and because of Love Washington DC we began a serious relationship that included watching football every Sunday and Monday night.

 

I never wanted to find love on the Internet. My parents even volunteered to pay for me to join certain websites so I could get married. They felt that because I was 41 I'd never meet a man. First of all, I believe love comes to you when you're not looking, and secondly, I was too afraid of these Internet sites. Looking at someone's photo and having lunch or dinner with a complete stranger just didn't make me feel safe. Meeting my fiancé at the sports bar was the best thing that ever happened to me. Our love of sports and other hobbies are what keeps our relationship fun.

 

If it weren't for Love Washington DC, I wouldn't have a beautiful diamond on my finger today.

 

 

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