Sunday, July 26, 2009

Stalking Isn't Always A Bad Thing...

Did you know that I stalked my husband? It's true. I met Dubelicious and thought he was cute and snarky and sweet all at once. I was smitten from the first time he made fun of me for my nerdish tendencies.

I am a very motivated person and when I find something I want, I am going to get it. I posted up every day for a about a year and a half "studying" on a bench that was strategically placed between the football field and the cafeteria.

There was no avoiding me. A man has to eat after football practice. About 1 semester in, I discovered he had a a major crush on my new room-mate. This would deter many a woman, but not me. I am not a quitter.

I did what any motivated woman would do. I lied. I would tell him that Val should be home any minute and let him hang out in our dorm room*. We would hang out for hours at a time listening to Bob Marley, watching movies, studying and becoming best friends.

The rest as they say is history. While stalking may not work for most people, it worked for me.

*C-Diddy is reading over my shoulder and just laughed out loud at this.


  1. Brilliant! I love a women who chases her dream:)
    Thanks for stopping by my blog today..I'll head back to LuLu and see if they do have some kind of magic top for the girls!

  2. What a smart girl! I like that - hanging out between the football field and the cafeteria. too funny! and helping him get in good with the roommate was brilliant. I never would have managed that -

  3. You are a clever one! lol He never had a chance!

  4. It's good you weren't afraid to go for it. Things won't ever happen, if you don't make them happen, right?!

  5. Oh he prob laughed at C Diddy lol

  6. -->Love the creativity and persistance.

  7. I used to be a stalker in my past life. I once saw a cute guy in a convertible, followed him, left a note on his car saying "my car thought his car was really cute" and maybe we should grab a beer sometime to see if they hit it off. He actually called, and we actually grabbed a beer. No spark. A year later, his big sister became my boss and she brought him in for a summer job between semesters. Awkward.


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