Me: Hey Matt, I’m gonna read you this week’s Finish the Sentence Friday prompt and I want you to finish it. “When it comes to past relationships, my spouse thinks…”
Matt: Nothing at all.
Well then. What the hell am I going to write about? My teenager reads my blog; I don’t want her reading about my past relationships.
Who am I kidding? I started dating Matt when I was 19. Unless you count every boy I ever crushed on, my past relationships can be counted on one hand. On one finger of one hand.
But this can’t be the end of my post, so I’m giving you a peek into my oh-so exciting life…
When I was seven, I had a relationship with the boy next door. He was about my age, and he and his little sister would come over and listen to the Grease soundtrack with my sister and me. We acted out the entire movie over and over again, and since I was the oldest girl, I was Sandy. He was Danny, of course, and the two little sisters played everyone else.
When I was eight, I had a relationship with Randy, the cutest boy in my class. And by relationship, I mean that I drew a heart over his head in our class picture, conveniently obliterating the face of the mean girl behind him.
When I was eleven, I had a relationship with the first boy I dated. Our dates were in Ms. Wheeler’s Social Studies’ class, when we scooched our chairs together during movies. We played Spin the Bottle at our one and only boy-girl party, but I’m pretty sure we never locked lips.
When I was fourteen, I spent the majority of my freshman year mooning over a senior named Craig. He liked me too, but he would have liked me more if I had been sixteen and allowed to be out past ten o’clock. We went on one date to see Romancing the Stone at our local movie theater, and then to McDonald’s for a milkshake. End of story.
When I was fifteen, I began an almost four year relationship with Chris. We were both sure we would get married, until I wasn’t sure the summer after freshman year of college. I broke up with him as he began his senior year. I don’t regret ending it, but I do regret hurting him. It wasn’t pretty.
When I was eighteen, I had a relationship with the ham, egg and cheese croissants that the cafeteria served for breakfast every morning. Oh, how I loved those sandwiches. They made me happy. They also made me about fifteen pounds overweight, so I ended that relationship after freshman year.
After I broke up with the sandwich, I didn’t think I would find love again. But a few months later, I did. And that brings me to my present relationship with the man who has nothing to say on the subject of my past relationships. Thanks for your help, honey.
Ah, the sandwich relationship. Love it! Mine was with a bagel, cream cheese and bacon. I can’t believe I dumped him and ended up dating my ex husband. Dumb dumb dumb.
Cream cheese and bacon? Wow, that must have been a tough break up.
Egg and cheese croissants…oh Dana…laughing over here! I guess if we’re going there…I have that kind of relationship with pickles…
As long as you don’t mix them with ice cream…
It’s funny my sister and our best friends acted out Grease too. I was my favorite at the time. I was Sandy too. We sang at the top of our lungs and must have driven our parents mad.
My Love knows about my past relationships but has the same laissez faire attitude as your husband does. Suits me just fine. 😉
Me too, Barbara!
dana, we’re total opposites. when you don’t get married until you’re 35, then there are plenty of relationships. i had to kiss a lot of frogs to get to my prince! lucky for you, you didn’t have to! i will admit that i did have an addictive relationship with nutella. i can’t even touch it anymore, because it will lead to very bad things.
I know what that is like, Catherine. I wish I could quit my relationship with chocolate, but I just can’t. And you may have kissed a lot of frogs, but I’m sure it was worth it to get your prince 🙂
Ha! I love what you did with this! I am int he same exact boat since eI met my hubby when I was 19. Only, I don’t really even remember any of my “relationships” from elementary or middle school. And the sandwich relationship cracked me up!
We had similar stories, Lisa. Well, except for the breakfast sandwich. You’re more normal than I am.
Oh I loved this! This is great! It gives us more sneak peeks into your childhood. I remember dancing in my living room to the Grease soundtrack at age 7. I remember dancing out of the theatre after seeing it. I loved reading about your crushes/”relationships.”
Thanks, Kate – I’ve become quite the over sharer since I started blogging!
Okay, I’ll admit I do have a bit of a sordid past and maybe a few too many ex-boyfriends. What?! I was a teenager and into my early 20s. A girl just wanted to have fun!
My husband doesn’t think too much of my past relationships. They’re in the past. He knows I’ve moved on just as I know he has done the same with his. We’ve both learned from our mistakes so it’s never been an issues for us. Thankfully.
You’re right – they are in the past and help make you who you are today. I just didn’t have as much fun as you did, Kim. I’m a little jealous. 🙁
You two are so cute in your utter lack of drama. This question could totally be a landmine for some people! I texted my husband earlier today this question and he ignored me. Probably because he was doing actual work. But when I pester him again later I’m sure he’ll say something silly like, “Why would I care? No one you dated was as awesome as me.”
That sounds like something my husband would say; I guess he wasn’t feeling witty when I asked him. I’m glad you appreciate our utter lack of drama. 🙂
I love this, Dana. I remember “going steady” with boys in 4th and 5th grade…. so funny to think back to those relationships that consisted of sitting next to a boy in social studies. Great take on the prompt!
Thanks, Sarah!
This was cute Dana. I also seemed to be the one with the ridiculous curfew. I had a late birthday and started school early so I was at the least 8 months younger than my friends. That’s a lot when you’re a teenager. I love it now that they are all older than me. My birthday is next month and I’m the last one to turn 43. The oldest of my friends from then, turns 44 in February. Ha!
I have a late birthday too, Kenya – which sucked when it came to getting a driver’s license and turning 21. But you’re right; now I love it!
Ah the serious and tortured relationships of middle school. Those were the days… I think that, even without your husband’s input, you handled the prompt beautifully. A perfect balance of disclosure without crossing the line of TMI for your kids. 😉
I think so too, Mo – thanks! I’d hate to scar my kids for life with my blog 🙂
Oh yeah, I think I’ve had one too many of those food relationships too, but I haven’t ended any of them yet. They are still torrid affairs.
Love this FTSF post! Very entertaining. 😉
My hubby would say I was a virgin until he met me. Whatever helps him sleep at night. 😉
Exactly – men are very good at deluding themselves. Although I tell myself those extra few pounds are post-baby, and my baby is 12. So I guess woman can do it too.
Same with the hubby here… I had a life before him, and that’s ok. He also has a past, and that’s fine. Now we’re writing our future together..
I’m just in fits of laughter that you had a relationship with a croissant! Wow! 😀
Jealous, are you?
Totally. Though mine would have homemade strawberry jam on…THEN we’re talking 😉
I had a rather steamy relationship with chocolate cheese cake in my freshman year. I just couldn’t quit him. I LOVED how you asked Matt and his answer!! BWAHAHAHAHA. LAWD! I think my husband would answer the same way! —Lisa
Sometimes he gives me something to work with, and sometimes he is no help at all. At least he doesn’t run away when I ask – but he may eventually.
This is great — you have a really good memory! I didn’t really have crushes when I was in elementary school, but I sure could tell some tales of my nerdy high school boyfriends. (When cross-country runners date each other, it’s inevitable!) And don’t even get me started on the Freshman 15.
I know, I know. It’s horrible. Once I got off the meal plan I was able to lose those pounds, but cookies and the breakfast sandwiches really did me in!
LOL re: the relationship with the croissant. Yep, 15 extra pounds would definitely be grounds for a breakup!
Yep. I should have broken up with it after five pounds, but I really tried to make it work.
Hahaha, nice. I should have started with the girl I used to play house and doctor with at the sitter’s and worked my way up, but that would have maybe been too much for my readers to take. I’d have to find a new, more sordid following. Nice post for not having a terribly sordid past to talk about.
Glad you got the sarcasm in my title, Don. I figured no one would read a post titled “Dull.”
Where is the high school sweetheart now? Love this line- ”
After I broke up with the sandwich, I didn’t think I would find love again.” I had a similar relationship with Dominos pizza.
Yummm – Domino’s. I think the high school sweetheart is still in the area; I haven’t been able to find him on Facebook to connect.
Brilliant. Oh you handled this sentence completion brilliantly. My particular favourite had to be the ham, egg and cheese croissants relationship. You were lucky to have a cafeteria. My school only served food to the borders (Catholic girls private school – lots of stories there!) and I was a day student so couldn’t partake. Too bad. The borders all went home in June 20 pounds heavier. Bet their parents were pleased …
Sounds like being a day student was a much healthier option for you!
HaHa – I love that you know the names of all those boys and the age you had a “thing” with them!!! Impressive!!!
Yes, I had a lot of “things” with boys – most were in my head 🙂
I had a relationship with egg and cheese on on biscuits my freshman year that cost me 15 pounds as well! 4 years seems like a lifetime to be in a relationship with someone when you’re in your teens. That breakup pain is tough, but so nice that it led you to the man who became that lifetime relationship.
It was a lifetime, Ilene. And although I don’t regret it, I would not choose that for my own kids. As if I had a say in the matter…
Great post!…despite your hubby’s lack of response. I love that you talk about your relationship with food. lol (Visiting from FTSF, too!)
Yes, food and I go way back! Looking forward to reading what you had to say, Kerith.
I am laughing out loud. I too had a relationship with egg and cheese croissants (hold the ham, add bacon). I think we had a similar relationship history, until 19. That’s when I really started to date..a lot. And that’s when you found dreamy Matt. Ah, it all worked out.
I wish I had known about this FTSF! I don’t know what Cassidy would say. He used to get a bit irked that I had exes still in my life, but these days, I have none. Sure, there are occasional birthday texts or emails or catching up, but it’s rare. Cassidy is close friends with two or three of his exes! I actually don’t mind, though.
Bacon would have been awesome on that sandwich! It’s interesting to hear about other people’s experiences – it’s so different when you meet your spouse when you are so young. I have been with Matt for over half my life – crazy!
HA!!! I love the relationship with the ham, egg and cheese sandwich!! Hilarious. I was not expecting that! I too acted out ALL the scenes from Grease with the neighborhood kids!! Didn’t everyone? Love that.
Were you Sandy too? I so wanted to be her. And for a few hours in my basement, I was. Ah, memories.
Haha! This post is awesome and so is your ham and eggs hearts picture! I feel like I should have written more now lol. I’ve had way too many experiences to write in a post. A lot of short silly relationships and a few long, didn’t end well ones. Oops! Maybe I didn’t play fair. 🙂
That’s the beauty of FTSF – you don’t have to play fair! I’ve had to rework quite a few prompts, and those always seem to be my most well received ones. Glad you joined in!
I agree with Stephanie. You totally deserve a medal. I was smiling the entire way though. Also? Breaking up with breakfast sandwiches is HARD. So huge kudos to you there. Love this post. You did it perfectly.
Thanks – didn’t have much to work with so I had to stretch the definition of relationships a bit. Glad you understand the trauma of sandwich break ups.
You deserve a medal for this one- hilarious and heartwarming! The sandwiches, ha! And Grease and Romancing the Stone took me back… that made me nostalgic and they weren’t even MY memories! This was perfect, Dana!
Aww, thanks, Stephanie. I’m amazed by how many memories I have in my head, and I love when these prompts coax them to the surface. Although now I have a craving for a greasy breakfast sandwich. 😉
You are good, because I seriously don’t remember all the guys I dated over the years. Not that I easy, but I didn’t meet my husband until I was 26 years old, so I did date a bit I guess, but still loved hearing about all your past relationships and seriously loved the sandwich one!! 🙂
Yes, you had some more time to date than I did, Janine. That’s why I had to get a little creative with this one.