Howdy! Welcome to part four in how the moosh came to be.

Need to catch up? Part I, Part II, Part III, and then there’s this whole hot drunken mess.

Feel like you’re ready to proceed? Here we go…

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Cody and I hung out every chance we had. We had lunch together at work, watched every movie ever released, ate lots of food and basically just basked in the obsession we had for each other. The other six (SIX!) guys I was seeing (when I say seeing I mean using for meals and self esteem) dropped off one by one. None of them compared to this quiet gentlemanly Radio Shack boy.

Our first kiss on our third (third!) date (SQUEEE!!!), our bazillion kisses after that were a whole new kind of kiss for me. They were sweet kisses, they weren’t kisses trying to turn into anything more. This boy had morals, and had never done a thing wrong in his life.

And there I was.

Realizing I was falling fast for a boy who could never possibly go for the “real” me, I decided to lay it all out on the line. (Because as any girl knows I had completely lied about my past to him so as to impress him and keep him from hightailing it in the opposite direction.)

So there we were, sitting on his couch, moment of truth.

“Hey, so, you know how I said I had never done this?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, that’s a lie. It’s more like I’ve done it a whole lot.”

(I was braced for the worst.)

“Okay.”

(Really? No yelling? Okay, well, let’s see how you handle this!)

“Okay, so, you know how I said I didn’t do this?”

“Yeah.”

“Um, well, I pretty much do that all the time.”

“Okay.”
(Wha? Okay? You don’t think I’m the garbage of the Earth? I’ll fix that.)

“Okay. Well. You know how I said I did this?”

“Yeah.”

“I never did.”

Confession after confession came pouring out of my mouth.

Until I was out of secrets.

I had every skeleton in my closet out in the bright shiny open. Every ugly thing no one knew about me except for myself and my journal was right in front of his face. And these were ugly skeletons. His reply?

“Is that it?”

“Um, yep.”

“It’s fine. Just don’t ever lie to me again, okay?”

And that’s when I fell in love with a man who knew everything about me and still wanted to be with me.

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Think that’s the end? Well would you be wrong!

In the next installment, “How I went from a lush exhibitionist to a Mormon wife in three easy steps.”

“Easy” SNORT.

Comments

  1. I’m loving this! It’s like you are The Pioneer Woman’s red-headed step-child or something!

  2. This is great!

  3. oh, i am so loving this.

    seriously, i look forward to the daily installments.

    and the fact that i know there will be daily installments is priceless.

    price.less.

    ahhh….

  4. Oh man – you tease.

    Can’t wait for the next installment. I am looking forward to it.

  5. I tried the skeleton bit with my husband when we first met…he didn’t run…

    11 years later….

    Hmmm…

  6. I love these posts. When you’re “done” you should have them printed up in a little book.

  7. *sniffle* OK so it’s totally not fair that you’re making me cry! Does he know how much you love him?? Cuz I don’t think I could go from boozy to Morman (or strict catholic or jewish, or muslim or….) mamma likes her some wine!

  8. I’m loving this story… how does it turn out?! :)

  9. I too am loving your daily installments of this oh, sooo romantic tale.
    And, yes, I’m another admitted lurker. ha! Sorry. I just have so much fun reading about all this fun and drama. :-)You’re my daily dose of smile.
    P.S. Silly question, but did the guy who asked the makeup counter girl out wind up with her?

  10. oooh. nothing like spilling ALL the scary stuff and having him NOT RUN. yay for you.

  11. Your story made me want to write about my ex, but I can’t do it at my blog, so I’ve started writing something for Brillig’s SOS place.

    MY ex, however, is my ex because he couldn’t accept who I was. It took a lot of years, and he tried. But he just couldn’t.

  12. AWWW!!! I just love stories where people accept you for who you are, baggage and all, and still see beyond all of that to the real you deep down inside. :)

  13. Cody is a great guy, accepting you for who you are. You’re a lucky gal!

  14. Oh my gosh. He’s perfect isn’t he? Y’all are too sweet!!! I can’t wait to hear about the boozy to mormon conversion process!

  15. I said “aw” out loud. What a guy.

  16. After being gone for a few days I had to catch up on my blogging. All I can say is…WOW! I’m headed off to pop some corn and be back in a jiff to read the rest of the story.

  17. Awesome.

  18. It continues to get interesting…

  19. Oh, I can’t wait to hear how you became a Mormon housewife… this is so fun!

  20. I am so loving this little ditty.

  21. Oh how could you not fall in love with him! You sound like you are very lucky to have each other!! Waiting for more! :)

  22. You should have Jim write you a screenplay.

  23. I can’t wait to see how the “transformation” happened! Great story, darling. The moosh is going to have a ball reading this someday!

  24. beautiful.
    beautiful!

    that’s the best kind of man.

    i can relate to this story (slightly) in that The Mr. accept(s) me for my faults as well. amazing isn’t it?

    can’t wait for the next post.

  25. Liam Craig says:

    i tagged you, read my blog for rules

  26. Is my husband part of this story…eventually?

  27. You should know that I have enjoyed reading your story so much that I have decided to write “our” story on my blog. It will be in weekly installments for as long as it takes. Take a look – you’re the reason I’m doing it!

  28. This is a great story but Bossy is loving your tagline even more. “Aweso” – hehehe.

  29. Ooh…this is good!

  30. Hahaha! Wow. I did something similar with Steve, I remember lying next to him one night listing all of the reasons why he shouldn’t be with me.

  31. This is brilliant, I can’t wait for the next installment.

  32. This post made my eyes fill and my nose burn.

    My husband knows all of my secrets. He still loves me, too.

    Isn’t that heaven?

  33. I’m waaaay behind on my reader and am catching up on your stuff. I’m LOVIN’ reading about you and Cody’s history. But this particular post makes me cry.

    “And that’s when I fell in love with a man who knew everything about me and still wanted to be with me.”

    You have the real thing. Congratulations. Guys like Cody and The Mighty Hunter are rare. Thank the Good Lord for them.

    What really makes me cry about this is… Eventhough The Mighty Hunter knows me… KNOWS me… I still feel insecure that if he really KNEW me, he wouldn’t love me. And as I type these words, I KNOW that he REALLY KNOWS me and STILL loves me.

    He lives a Christ-like love for me every single day. And, like your affection for Cody, I adore him for it.

    After 15 years of marriage, I now realize that he is a wonderful person who can teach me a lot about love, forgiveness, grace, mercy, honesty, devotion and commitment.

    Give Cody a hug for being that kind of guy too.