Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Nine years ago today...

I kissed my husband on a dare.

But first let me start the story a few weeks before, on a hot April day in 1997. And I remember it was hot because I'd been at the Renaissance Faire all day with my friend Kellee. She and I went to the Ren Faire, dressed in full peasant girl garb...which is boiling hot when you're in San Bernardino in April. After that, we were planning to go to a beach party in Huntington Beach. We were the kind of girls who liked to have all the attention on us so we decided to be cute and go to the party in our costumes.

When we arrived, the party was just warming up. And Erick was there with a mutual friend, Keo. He and Keo had been friends for years. I had recently met Keo through this group of friends. When Erick saw two peasant girls walking towards the group, he asked Keo "Who's the wench?"

I was in the beginning stages of a lukewarm relationship with a guy named Tool who was probably a good 2 inches shorter than me and looked like he hailed from The Shire (embarrassing but true). Erick was in the beginning stages of a lukewarm relationship with a young divorcee from Idaho whom he had not yet met in person (embarrassing but true). So out of loyalty to our lukewarm relationships, we did not consider ourselves "on the market". I certainly noticed him. He was without a doubt the best-looking guy in the group. His facial features and his hair reminded me a lot of Bono. When he laughed, you could tell that he enjoyed life. And when he smiled, he had subtle dimples that made him seem boyish and sweet. When he and Keo were leaving the party, I went up to say goodbye to Keo and introduced myself to Erick. We shook hands and I know I made eye contact because that was my way of making sure I was noticed.

Through Keo, Erick and I did connect online. We chatted enough to become friends within a few days. At this time, Erick's band was signed to a record label so plans were made for the whole group to go to Mr. K's Karaoke to celebrate. Which at the time was a hot-spot in Huntington Beach. I had no idea that in this place, Erick WAS their Bono. This was where I learned he could sing. And not just sing well, but sing so well that he would bring down the house. Even though I was there with my lukewarm hobbit of a boyfriend (we'd been together for about two weeks at this point), Erick said he'd sing a song just for me.

Now don't judge the song. He sang Possession by Sarah McLachlan. To this day, we laugh at the choice because we later realized it's a song she wrote about a stalker she had. But he chose it because it seemed sexy and his voice rocked it. So I was wooed nonetheless. Tool on the other hand was none too pleased and he decided he was going to sing a song for me as well. I have no idea what song it was. All I remember was it was R&B and it was out-of-tune.

Just before Tool and I left, Erick gave us copies of the new cd he'd just recorded. I remember that after we left, we went to see Rocky Horror Picture Show. Then we and a bunch of friends went to Tool's apartment where I can distincly remember sitting there, reading the lyrics to Erick's songs and saying out loud "Hey! He's a Christian!" I was a new Christian myself and most of the people in our group were not Christians. I was so excited to learn this. I wanted to call him or hop online to find him so we could talk. But Tool decided he wanted to surf so he drove us to San Onofre in the middle of the night so he could catch the waves at dawn. San Onofre is far so needless to say, I did not get home until late afternoon the next day thanks to that moron. I was already liking him less and less.

Fast forward a week or so to May 10. I have no idea where Tool was but he wasn't with me. I was at a party. At some point during the party, I confessed to my friend Kellee that I was pretty much over Tool and had feelings for Erick. In typical juvenile fashion, she dared me to kiss him. I was always a girl who was up for a dare. So I went into the kitchen where Erick was. The light was off and he was just going in to grab a drink. I just came right out and told him that Kellee dared me to kiss him because she didn't think I would and -

He interrupted me and kissed me first.

I don't remember what we talked about or what anyone's reactions were. The only other memory I have of that night was that we sat on the porch. It was really late. The kind of late that you know you're gonna see the sunrise before you fall asleep for the night. I was sitting on the porch wall. He was sitting in a chair across from me and we had our foreheads pressed together as we talked. It was a warm night, all you could hear were crickets and us talking softly.

And that was the start of how Erick and I became an "us".

21 comments:

Laurie said...

Awww that is such a sweet story Shannon!! I'm glad you shared!! :)

Shawn said...

*melt* wow! What a great love story. So incredibly sweet. You two are just too darned cute! :) Such a great idea to get this all down. Now you just need to find a photo from back then and SCRAP this. :)

Kim said...

Awww... great story. Thanks for sharing.

Elaine said...

That was such a gushy mushy love story! I love those!! First, I can't believe you dated a hobbit named Tool.. i think there's maybe about 10 jokes I can make on that, but it's early and I haven't had my coffee yet.. and second, hear hear on Mr. Man Erick for kissing you before you finished the sentence! My favorite part. Gotta love a MAN who knows what he wants, uses his club and takes it!!! lol!

great story!

Melissa Ives said...

Have I told you how much I love your blog and your stories? That is the greatest love story! Are you sure you didn't get that from a movie? Makes me want to go find Andy and give him a big kiss!

But I just can't understand why you let Tool go...;)

Julie Jewels said...

What a big pile of mush I am right now!!
I love picturing you two head to head talking. That's just the ultimate!

What I also love is knowing exactly every place you mentioned in this post! LOL
Did you see RHPS in Newport Beach? That was the only place to go see it at midnight! LOL

Awesome story, Shannon! Thanks for sharing it!

Stephanie said...

What a sweet, sweet, love story! Someday I'll tell you mine. I think the only sweet part of it was the monkey bread. LOL!

You know your girls are going to ask you to tell this story to them over and over and over because it is so romantic, don't you? :)

Jennifer said...

Ohhhh my gosh!! How sweet!! Your awesome writing just makes me feel like I was right there. Wowzers you sure have a gift Shannon. I have to admit that I'm laughing that you dated a guy named Tool. That was his real name?? Hilarious. Love this story.

Jen said...

awww- what a great story :)

Maegan said...

Ooooooh it is just like a romance novel (not the sleezy kind of course). :) You must must include that story in a layout. It is a fabulous story. Was your lukewarm boyfriends name really Tool? If so, that is very unfortunate and his parents were mean. I don't think I even want to share how Kelly and I met....My first serious boyfriend may have been his best friend...I am not confirming anything.

Greta said...

Well, if that just isn't the sweetest story! Thanks for sharing it --

Alyson said...

I, for one, am forever grateful for that day. How could you have known that one dare would change the composition of an entire family. We're a better family because of your marriage. You guys taught Mike and I how to do it right. And we love you both for that.

Now, Tool? Are you kidding me that you even got past an INTRODUCTION with a guy named TOOL? We need to talk. ;)

LeeAndra said...

Your story gave me the tingles!! Seriously, I think it should be illegal for y'all to be THIS cute. :P

love, me <><

Laura said...

Great story Shannon, thanks for sharing it!

ITA with Alyson, WHY were you with someone named Tool? Did he have a real name? Tell me that wasn't it.

Juls said...

oh come on ! a guy named tool should have tipped you off in the first place lol, but the rest is pretty dang romantic. I hope you wrote that down for your kids.

jp said...

you know, my hubby is a little hobbitish...heehee...remind me to try and dig up the pictures from a halloween a few years ago...he was Frodo...and it was hysterical. One of our friends still teases him because John had a camera that night, and so naturally, he was taking "Frotos"...lol!!

kissing boys in bands at parties??? hussy! LOL!!! I love your story, it's so perfectly normal and cute....just like you!!
HUGS!!

Shannon's Dad said...

How come I didn't know about this "Tool" guy. He's not the one that sprinkled salt on our carpet to chase off evil spirits is he? You're not too old to ground young lady!
Love you
D

Elaine said...

your dad's comment is hilarious.

LeeAndra said...

I know I already left you a comment on this post, but SERIOUSLY. This is the best blog entry I've ever read. Man, soooo romantic with the dares and kisses and forehead presses... sigh. :)

I'm going to write all abt The Golden Summer thanks to you, missy. :)

love, me <><

MandaKay said...

what a cute story Shannon. My DH kissed me on a dare too - our first kiss - lol! You just brought back memories! Thanks

Joy said...

Was the ex's name actually TOOL???!!!