but, speaking of how you met your other half...

My fiance and I met in sort of a strange way. I was a waitress at a restaurant at the time, and he was a cook. I was so disgusted with the people I had waited on one night, and just said that I needed to go home and have a drink to relax. Well, the manager of the store (which at the time was my fiance's roomate) declared that we all needed a drink, so there was going to be a party at his house after we closed. So, we all had one drink, and then another, and then another. Well, we all found ourselves playing tackle football in the living room. The next thing I noticed, Mike and I were the only two left playing. He pinned me on the floor in a tackle and we just sat there staring at each other. Well, since he wasn't making a move, I flipped him over and kissed him (the woman made the first move...). We've been together ever since.