Nine years ago today, Husbanks and I went on our first official date. It was a formality – we had been friends for a long time and it seemed silly to have a “first date,” but I guess that’s what you do in the courtship process.
For our “first date,” we planned to see Janet Reno speak on our college campus, but 9/11 precautions grounded air traffic so she canceled her trip. We instead went to the Black Eyed Pea, and my roommate, Katie, told me to wear my glasses so I wouldn’t look too cute because she wasn’t sure about Husbanks. Then, I guess he was just “Datebanks” actually.
When we were friends, Husbanks and I thought it was funny to put trash in each other’s stuff. I guess ridiculous flirting is also part of the courtship process. After finishing a power bar while on a school trip, Husbanks deposited the wrapper in my jacket pocket, so I put it in his drum case, so he put it in my purse, so I put it in his car …
On our official “first date,” Husbanks gave the wrapper back to me, framed. It’s still in our house today.
Katie is really REALLY good about taking pictures. Why didn’t I ask her to take a picture of us on the night of our “first date?” Because that would have been creepy. Anyway, here is a picture of us circa 2003. Look at those kids!
Husbanks, want to hit “The Pea” tonight? I’ll pay.