My First Guest Post
I have been asking and encouraging my husband to write a guest post for my blog for quite some time now. He is a very happy and positive person who has many stories to share and tell. And last night, out of the blue, he sat down and surprised me by writing this guest post!! I hope this is not an isolated incident and he will continue to share his stories on my blog from time to time!! So, here it is!!
How I Met My Wife!
My wife has been asking me to write a guest post for a while now and as she says “Every time she asked, I always said no.”
She said, in a sad tone, that she has asked me lots of times already and I always responded “NO”. Then I played dumb and said “Really? You asked me to write a guest post before?!”
Since I have a bad memory (wink, wink), I really cannot remember if she asked me or not.
To be honest, I don’t like to write at all, not even in Chinese. First of all, my native language is Taiwanese, Chinese is second, and then English.
Since she is interested in blogging, I will write one for my one and only love. Please forgive me if my English is not perfect. Believe it or not, my writing in Chinese is really bad too. I never got good grades in Chinese when I was in school. (I am better at science and that’s why I’m an engineer.)
For those people, who are wondering how we met each other. The answer is we met at a night club and we were dancing face to face, having a great time. When the rock song was over, we all went back to our own tables. Since I was so fascinated with her beautiful blue eyes and her beautiful smile, I approached her and asked her for her phone number and I got “NO” as an answer from her.
How disappointed I was! 😦
I didn’t give up right away. I played a little trick and I got her phone number after all. Ya! 🙂 Kudos to me for being so positive about it and not giving up right away. I still tease her about the whole situation someimes and ask her why she didn’t want to give me her phone number right away or fall in love with me right away. Ha Ha Ha!
The romance all began on that rocking, dancing night.
Note: She may put the little trick I did in her book, so I’m not going to reveal what happened. Sorry about that.