Girl cries about cats on dating website
We went to dinner and pigged out on pasta and pizza.I thought the date was over after dinner, but that was just round one.This post is my little attempt at clearing up some of the misconceptions regarding the Arab/American marriages.Perhaps I should clarify a bit; my husband is not only an Arab, but he’s a bedoin (desert) Arab.The Knot tells us we need to give you the scoop on our relationship, so here it is.-We lived together for three years before we realized we were dating.-When we get mad at each other, we use our cats to communicate.-Jen uses beer to distract Matija from the mess she makes in the kitchen.-Matija uses shiny things to distract Jen from realizing that he only listens to her 2% of the time she talks. Ours is a story of boy meets girl, girl admires boy from afar for months, and then girl's friends get involved because she won't do anything about it. After months of nagging, boy buys girl a beautiful, sparkly ring, says 'will-yuh marry me?' on the Cliff Walk in Newport alongside Reject's Beach (was he hoping she'd say no? ' and immediately starts planning the wedding as if she hadn't been thinking about it for months.He’s actually more Westernized than many ‘city’ Arabs I know.
Some even ‘warned’ me before making the decision to get married.My husband has never asked me to cover my head, my face, hands, or feet.He’s never treated me as anything less than his equal other than when it involves finances.Next, we went to a pool hall and played many games; it had been years since I had even held a pool stick but I beat him quite a few times and I think he liked my sassy, competitive side.At the end of the evening, he drove me home and walked me to my front door where he kissed me goodnight.
We are super excited to start the next chapter of our lives together, and could not think of a better way to start that than by celebrating with our closest family and friends!