Tuesday, April 7, 2009

The Blind Date

I met Mrs. Paco 33 years ago this month, on a blind date. We and another couple ate at a well-known restaurant, celebrated in song by Tim Hawkins.

It's always been...our place.

7 comments:

SwampWoman said...

Congratulations! SwampMan and I will be married 32 years this month. Our friends were concerned that it would not last because we only dated @ 3 months before getting married, although he informed me we were gettin' married a few days after we met.This was one of our favorite restaurants.

Paco said...

Woooee! That looks like a mighty fine place to sink your teeth into some delicious beef.

Congratulations back at you, Swampie. Mrs. Paco and I didn't get married until almost two years after we met, but we got engaged about three months after we met.

kc said...

I met my husband in a bar. He ran the bar. I was married to someone else. Three and a half years later I'd been divorced for 3 years, he'd joined the Navy & was in C school in Memphis & he asked me and his skipper if we could get married. No "wedding" - just me, him & Judge Robilio. We got married on a Thursday afternoon, spent our last twelve bucks on a bottle of asti & 2 packs of smokes. At 3 the next morning I drove him back to base & I didn't see him again until the following Tuesday when I got off work. Such is Navy Life.

Married 25 next February. We're still taking pieces of the honeymoon we never had.

TW: ulkylea - a ukelele on an acid trip

kc said...

Forgot to say, congratulations to both of you fine couples!

saint said...

Woohoo! Congratulations! Here's to 33 more!

Paco said...

Thanks. I probably never would have thought it at an earlier age, but these seem to be the best years of my life.

RebeccaH said...

Well, I'm late, but congrats anyway, Paco! And to the Mrs.

Mr. H and I have been stuck with each other for 40 years last September, and I guess our restaurant would have been the Pioneer chain in Wichita Falls, Texas (we met in college), with the usual being Pioneer Three, or P T'ree, as we called it (because of the large numbers of Yankee airmen who ate there). Best burritos in town at that time.