A Prompt from Mama Kat Allows for A Stroll Down Lane's Memory

For the first time, I am participating in the game that Mama's Losin' it has basically sponsored. Check it out folk(s).

The prompt I am choosing deals with a joyous moment that doesn't deal with the birth of a child or my wedding.

I may be cheating on this one, but my joyous moment deals with perhaps the most joyful moment in my life. It was the night Sneaky Momma and I began dating. The backstory was pretty simple. She and I were middle school tennis coaches in the same district.

Well, it so happens we both decided to hit the Texas Tennis Coaches' Convention in New Braunfels, TX in December 2002. Our relationship, at that point it would be a stretch to call it a relationship, was as simple acquaintances..maybe rivals to a certain extent. Well, the Saturday Night festivities occured and as tennis coaches we had a choice. Number one, you could go to the Mixed Doubles tennis tournament or you could begin drinking early to 'prepare' for karoke. My beautiful bride to be chose to play with her high school coach in the tournament. I chose to 'prepare' for the karoke music by downing a couple of beers and watching the tennis from outside my condo room which convienantly enough looked out upon the four clay courts of the facility.

Ironically enough, she was the one playing outside my window. So, I noticed how good she looked in motion and chose to be an interested spectator. Maybe, for the only time in my life, I couldn't tell you if she won or lost. My interest was involved totally in another direction.

I decided to suavely ask her if she wanted to join me for some karoke later. Okay, I asked her if she wanted to listen to others making fools of themselves as we would laugh at them. She accepted. That night we listened to music...some pretty darn good..most exceptionally bad. Then, I decided to use my best line on her. It is the only line I have...so basically, I was going for broke. I asked her, "So, you wanna go outside?" Sure, I didn't realize that the temperature was somewhat lower than freezing at that point. Even if I did, I'm not sure it would've mattered. Like I said, that was all I had.

Fortunately, she said yes. As we walked around the area around NEWKS tennis ranch in New Braunfels, we found one of our cars. I think it was hers...to be honest, my mind was elsewhere. The thing I really remember was that, as always in December, NEWKS was lit up for Christmas. The only sound I heard was the muffled music of the Karoke bar going on. At that point, I leaned in for a kiss....and the relationship was created.

To use a line from a movie that maybe dozens of you have seen, "That kiss belongs in a box, so I can show my grandkids one day. "

If you guess the movie, I'll be shocked.

I hope that you have all enjoyed my walk down memory lane..holdin' hands with my honey and the joyful moment of the first kiss.

Thanks again, Mama Kat, for hosting this activity.


-----Lane