The questions from the revgalblogpal's friday five brought back romantic memory to me. I can't get it out of mind, yes even when I was preaching it came to me, so I thought I would write about it, risking all kinds of comments.
It was December of 1988, my first December in Columbus, Ga. I was living in the Whisperwood Apts., and had a group of friends that I hung out with. I was also a member of JAYCEES, and some of the them were part of the same group. Some of us decided we would go Christmas Caroling and have a party afterwards. So on a very cold night with mugs of hot chocolate, and laughter in the air, we went Christmas caroling around the apartments. We had such a good time we decided we get in the cars and go around the neighborhoods nearby and Carol our neighbors. I got in the car with my good friends, and we were joined by one of their neighbors who had decided to join us, a guy named Bob. Well here we go, just carrying on. The driver forgot about the rough railroad tracks and there goes the hot chocolate all over everybody. Whoops! What a mess and ouch, hot. But we all just laughed it off, stopped to sing and then went back to the apartments. I went home and changed my clothes and came back. Everybody else had done likewise to their respective homes. It was a good time. Well, that was the night of beginnings for Bob and my relationships to begin to blossom.
The clincher to our beginning dating, was a Christmas party I hosted at my house. I had cats, one of which was a fussy persian. When both of the cats took up with Bob, and he didn't push them away, I knew he was a good guy. From that point on we were together a lot, and started doing things as a couple. We got married in 1990 and have been together ever since.
So you might say Christmas Caroling has a special place in my heart. Oh and yes, hot chocolate! But a guy named Bob really has a special place in my heart.
Thanks Reverendmother for bringing that special memory back