Published On: September 10, 2008

First You Have to Find Me

So, after a few weeks of further chatting, daily emails (often more than one set each) and the occasional phone call we got brave and Spectrum (aka Todd) decided to close the 300-mile gap between us. Of course, best laid plans and all that, he left with plenty of time but hit a snag in the way of a major traffic hold up on I-10 and maybe one other place so that call in panel 1 was actually call 2 or 3 and he was running about 2 hours later than planned. Fidgety? Me? Yup! [caption id="attachment_228" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="This relationship brought to you by "]SoulGeek Banner[/caption]

2 thoughts on “First You Have to Find Me

  1. Aww, how cute. That reminds me of a few dates I’ve had where I went to pick up my date and couldn’t figure out where in the complex her apartment was. Always the same awkward phone call. Hehe.

  2. My husband and I met through a Beatles newsletter, so we were paper penpals for a while before we started talking on the phone. I still remember the feeling of waiting for him to show up that first visit. 🙂

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