Meme

If you hate MEME's blame Queen, she tagged me. (how's that for pointing fingers?)

You're supposed to sum up your last 15 years in 10 bullet points, as if you were talking to someone who used to know you before.

15 years ago = June 1993.

1. 1993 = I was living in Berlin, as an exchange student.

(actually I was supposed to be there for 6 months, but I fell in love with it, and didn't want to return. To my teacher and parents' dismay, I decided to just 'stay longer' and I stretched it out to a full year... I'll never forget it.)

2. 1994 = Came back and graduated from highschool in Canada

(I ended up graduating a year late, but it was all worth it, since I now speak German and still keep in contact with friends that I met there)

3. 1995 = Went to Mexico, for vacation, met a cute latin bartender and decided to stay there.

(My roommate and I went to Puerto Vallarta for a 2 week holiday. The first night we arrived, I saw the most beautiful man in the world... short, dark and handsome - well, he was mexican and they're all short -. I was captivated and that night I ended up moving into his apartment and 'lived' with him for the remainder of my 2 week holiday.

My girlfriend = not impressed at all)

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4. 1996 = Married my bartender and started working as an english teacher in Mexico.

(Well, after the 2 weeks were over, my new 'boyfriend' drove us both to the airport and as we were checking our bags, he gets on one knee and proposes with everyone watching. He had a ring and everything. How can you not say YES? So, I tore up my ticket and said "SI". My girlfriend who, as mentioned, was also my roommate back home = not impressed.

( FYI - I paid rent for another month so she'd get over it, lol-)

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5. 1998 = Divorced the cute bartender because he didn't want to have babies, moved back to Canada.

(Yeah, yeah, before you think "of course it didn't work!" let me just say that I think we'd have had a good shot at making it, had we agreed on this issue. Of course, perhaps we SHOULD'VE discussed it BEFORE we got married, but in our defense, we hardly spoke the other one's language when we first met...lol. -wait, I think I may have just made that worse- Hehe. I still keep in touch with him - he's remarried and still doesn't want children)

6. 1999 = Came back to Canada and married my best guy friend - because he wanted babies

(After my first divorce I was devastated, I was heartbroken. My friend, who'd always liked me, was nice to me and we seemed to have the same goals so we decided - on a whim one weekend- we'd get married and have babies. Lots of babies. That would make it all okay I thought and it'd get me over my loss)

7. 2000 = Had my first baby. A boy. Yeay.

(We had our first child right away, and I was over the moon.)

8. 2002 = Had second baby. This time a girl. Yeay again.

(Again, I was over the moon, I had two babies - one boy one girl. What more could I ask for?)

9. 2004 = Divorced best guy friend and remained friends.

(We realized that our marriage was a mistake since we were more friends than anything. Unfortunatly it was a rebound relationship. A weird fit from the start. The divorce was a good idea, but breaking up our family was the hardest thing I've ever had to do)

10. 2006 = Met my frenchie... and two years later married him.

(I met JP at the aquarium, in Vancouver when he was on a business trip here. He was living in Quebec then, and I was here... people thought we were crazy when we got together. We did the whole long distance dating for 9 months before he moved here.

Now, for the first time in 12 years I can truly say I'm in love again, and this time, we got it right.

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Don't laugh - Sometimes, third time IS a charm.

If you want to do the MEME - let me know that you've done it, and I'll be the first to come by and read it.