How I met my Mr.

Everyone has been talking about their significant others on so many other blogs and how they met their other halves so here I go, I'm jumping on the band wagon and telling my and Derek's "how we met story"

Preface: My story isn't pretty but it's ours. Don't judge. Mom, I know you're going to read this so don't say anything!

In April of 2007 Derek and I met for the first time. Derek and I had two friends that were dating (Ali Turner & Corey Seabaugh). Corey lived up the street from Derek when he was living with his friend Jonathan Jones.The first night Derek and I met, I was hanging out with my friend Ali. We were invited to a house party at her boyfriend Corey's friend's house (Derek and Jones' house). I was a little reluctant to go because I wasn't going to know a lot of people and I wasn't really that much of a partier.  Ali and I showed up with Corey and everyone was planning on going to a little bar (that is now closed) called Muddy Waters. A local band (John D Hale Band) was playing so everyone was trying to figure out how they were going to get there and how they were going to get home. Me being the non-drinker that I am was the first one to be volunteered as a DD. Then one by one everyone started to not want to go to the bar...except Derek. Derek was really wanting to go out there for some reason so I decided I would take him there, drop him off, and pick him up when the concert was over (I know, I'm WAY too nice). I drove his piece of crap Ford Explorer out to Muddy Waters. (Which by the way, the fuse in his cigarette lighter went out so he took the fuse from his seat adjuster and put it in where the cigarette lighter went, so of course I had to sit on the very edge of the seat so my feet reach the pedals.) Once we arrived there, I was about to drop his drunk butt off and leave when I noticed that there was NO SIGNAL on our phones. None! Not even a little blip of signal so I could text. I wanted to leave...really bad. I felt bad because we had already driven all the way out to the bar (which is like 20 min away) so we were trying to hatch out an idea of how he was going to get home. That didn't last long because Derek (being as drunk as he was) saw one of his friends and bolted out of the car. Looks like I was staying until this whole thing got over with. It actually turned out to be pretty fun and I had a great time. I even started talking to a guy that I had class with (that will remain unnamed and referred to as Classmate). Come to find out this guy in my class was the older brother of one of Derek's other friends and had known Derek for a long while. So, the band played, I danced with Classmate, found Derek once the band was done and Classmate asked if I could give him a ride home. I had no problem with that (really I was WAY too nice back then). I drug the stumbling drunk Derek out to his car with the help of Classmate and we all three were on our way home.  Derek would fall asleep then wake back up and change positions in the front seat and go back to sleep. About 5 minuets after we left he woke up, sat up straight in the seat and said he needed to use the restroom. So, I pulled over (this place is seriously in the middle of nowhere) and thought it would be easy just to let him pee and get going. WRONG! As Derek is peeing and I'm talking to Classmate I notice these pretty blue and red lights pull up behind us. Great... I have no idea why but Derek is now talking to the police officer and he puts Derek in the back of the squat car. At this point I'm freaking out. I didn't know Derek, I barely knew Classmate and I'm out in the middle of nowhere driving some guys car that I have no idea who he is and now we're having to talk to a cop!!! It took a little bit but Classmate got me calmed down. (Considering I had no reason to panic in the first place. I wasn't doing anything wrong and I hadn't been drinking.)  After about 20 minuets of Derek and the cop talking, the cop comes up to the passenger window and asks me the regular questions and tells me to get Derek back home after he made sure I hadn't been drinking. Once Derek gets in the car again I find out that Derek not only was going pee but he was getting beer out of the back of his Explorer. Side note: Derek was only 20 at the time. Being that he was underage he received a MIC. For those of you out there that don't know what that is, it's a Minor in Consumption. Meaning: if you're underage, don't have a beer in your hand but you're drunk, you get a MIC.  He got off really easy considering he could have given him a few other charges (which looking back he probably should have). I later found out that when Derek was taking the breathalyzer test he sucked on the machine twice before actually blowing AND he refused to sign his ticket until the cop threatened to take him "down town." Derek got back in the car and turned around to Classmate and says "Huh, holy crap, there really is someone in my back seat." It was a long noisy ride back to Derek's house where Classmate helped me get Derek in bed. As we were walking back out the door we hear a huge THUD and out came Derek in his boxers, waving around his new ticket as he declared that if he's going to get in trouble for drinking he's going to drink all night. About that time me and Classmate sprinted out the door and back to Cape.

Two weeks had gone by and I hadn't heard anything from Derek but Ali kept telling me that he really liked me any that I should give him a chance because we both had tattoos and liked the same music. Friday rolls by and I get a phone call from Derek (or so I think it's Derek) with an invitation to come over and hang out because there was a bbq at his house and he wanted me to come. (I later found out Derek was too chicken to call me so he had Jones call from Derek's phone and act like it was him). I came over, had fun, talked to Derek some more and we started talking more often after that. We talked all summer and even though I was dating someone else we would hang out every now and then. I worked at AT&T in Jackson and it wasn't far from where Derek lived so I would stop by after work and hang out with him, watch movies, make dinner. The guy I was dating at the time was always gone because of his work and so I hung out with Derek as friends. It didn't take long for the guy that I was dating to hate the fact that I was hanging out with Derek and soon there after we broke up because he didn't trust me (even though I had never actually cheated on him). Come to find out the break up was because rumors from some of my "friends" had gotten back to the guy I was dating and of course he believed them and not me. His loss! Anyway, Derek and started "officially" dating on Oct 13th, 2007. We hung out all the time, loved on each other all the time, and after four months of dating we found out that I was pregnant. Feb 1st, 2008 was the day I found out I was pregnant. I had been staying at his apt because I worked in Jackson 3 days a week and went to school all day the other two days. It was convenient to stay at his house the nights that I had to work the next day. Not to mention I didn't have to wake up early and I got to spend more time with him. Anyway, after we found out I was pregnant we wanted to get married before the baby was born and before I was showing. We talked to all the family members and the only weekend we had available for everyone to come in was 3 weeks after we found out I was pregnant. We got married Feb 23rd, 2008, two days after Derek's 21st birthday. We moved out of our apartment a few months after we got married because it had brown recluse really bad and I was scared of getting bit. September 2008 we moved into our own home and October 2, 2008 (my 22nd birthday) we welcomed out little boy Stratton Allen Williams into the world. We have been through a lot together in the almost three years that we have been together but I can truly say I have never been more happy than when I'm with Derek. I love him so much.

So there you have it. That's my and Derek's get to know you story. Like it or not, that's us and I wouldn't have it any other way.