"How we met - her story..."
July 2002 -
Monster 3rd Birthday Party.
After many champagne & oranges and a couple of girlfriends
trying to set me up with respective work colleagues – one
a muscle bound Aussie surfer, the other with a skinny
pastey Englishman .... Megan
finally succeeded in her matchmaking ....
I went for the Pommy git (what was I thinking)!?
After chatting to Chris for a while (not really understanding
a word he said with that thick English accent) he popped
the question every girl longs to hear “so, would
you fancy meeting up for a
My mind swirled with excitement and haste .... I’d
never heard a man use the term ‘fancy’.
It scared me – could he be gay, he certainly looked
All night long I kept thinking about him, his cute little
butt, sky blue eyes and his strikingly handsome accent.
Could he be the one?? First thing the following morning
an email arrived in my inbox “Happy Birthday special
girl”. YES YES YES, he remembered my birthday – maybe
he wasn’t that drunk the night before. Things were
going to plan and I was the happiest girl alive.
A few days later I found myself in the USA on a trip
to visit my sister (she was meant to be giving me counselling
over my earth shattering break up with compulsive cheater
Nigel). Although a week prior I was devastated and thought
I’d never live through the break up, all of a sudden,
my brief escape with Chris had given me new hopes. “Felecia
Grace Tappenden .... it certainly had
a regal ring to it”.
Each night in Portland, Chris and I would chat over instant
messenger .... he found out
everything about me, and me about him, we had so much
in common. I
could feel the attraction growing stronger each day and
believed I had met my ‘soul mate’. I desperately
wanted to cut my holiday short and fly back to Sydney
to be with him (don’t worry, I’m no bunny
boiler, I didn’t go).
As soon as I touched down in Sydney a few weeks later,
he contacted me and before I knew it, we were at The
Brooklyn on our ‘first date’. Not the most
romantic date, but nevertheless, still time alone with
him and I.
I guess I must have said everything right, cos 2.5 years
later, here we are, still together, happy in love. He
is the luckiest man on earth!!
"How we met - his story..."
We met at a work party a couple of years ago when I
was at Monster. I was busy scouring the room
doing my best Nigel Havers impression - cheesing left,
right & centre. I honed in on a couple of potential targets:
one successful advertising account director with a passion
for snowboarding & the highlife, the other a blind-drunk
PA with more hair than the Jackson Five. Time was short
so I hedged my bets & went for the drunk one.
numbers & she pointed out to me numerous times that
it was her birthday the following day - she was clearly
fishing for attention so I played the 'metrosexual' card
& dropped her an email the following day wishing her
a happy birthday. I couldn't believe my luck, she fell
for it hook line & sinker.
For the next week or so she stalked me over Instant Messenger
from the US. I worked out the time difference & she was
getting up at 4am to chat to me online! This was going
to be a pushover! Very little man-hours required from
my end & plenty of bunnies boiled at hers.
So that's pretty much it really. We met up again when
she got back from the US, went out a couple of times
& after a week she practically moved in. Haven't been
able to get rid of her since.