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How did you meet your dh?
Hannikan's comment in the other post about meeting her husband at The Counter got me thinking (how exactly did that happen?). How did all of you meet your husbands?
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Re: How did you meet your dh?
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Our story is uber-dorky...
We "met" on a BBS back in 1996. A BBS is basically a "primitive" message board/forum, not too dissimilar from this (except there were no images or fancy fonts or colors or anything). People would call another person's computer (where the BBS was hosted) with their dial-up modems and read/post messages to each other. Users were generally local. I met a guy who ran one and got me into it. And DH had one too. We "met" each other on a popular local board, and started chatting. However, as one of the few females on these things, I tended to get a lot of male attention. So, when that board shut down, I lost touch with now-DH. He claims a few weeks later he felt like he "had to" find me, so he registered on my friend's BBS, and we started chatting again. Eventually he gave me his phone number, I called him, and we hit it off. We talked on the phone for months, developing a really close friendship, before finally meeting in person. A few months later we realized we both had feelings for each other when we wound up kissing after watching a movie together. The kiss was totally unplanned/unexpected, and still gives me tingles thinking about it!
Nearly 11 years later we were married.
Wait until you hit the 15 yr milestone :-). We will be going on 18 yrs this December...
It is pretty amazing that I have know DH for almost half of his life!!
We met when a girlfriend of mine was dating his friend - she invited me to his birthday party in Oakland, he used to be a house music promoter and had a big club rented out for his party.
We met that night and then again a few times at a bar we all hung out at, I was the one who asked him for his number.
Wow, a lot of you met your DH's really young.
I met DH through friends....our roommates were dating. I remember telling him I wasn't interested in a boyfriend and that I was dating other people as well. He said, that's fine, I'll wait until you're ready. Oh, and I also remember telling my Mom that there was nothing to tell...he wasn't my type and it wasn't serious whatsoever. HA!!! What little did I know. That was 8+ years ago.
We met during our sophomore year of college. We had a bunch of mutual friends for close to a year and a half and we never met (he took a girl that I was friends with and who lived on my hall Freshman year to the winter dance.NO clue!). A good friend of mine mentioned she was going to a super bowl party at a friends apartment and asked if I wanted to go. I said yes, and it was at my H's apartment. I had a HUGE crush on another guy at the time but that fell to crap pretty quick and I started hanging with H more. Three months after meeting we were dating. He proposed right before 1st semester finals of our senior year and we were married the following September.
We met at a 4th of July house party at my house in Newport Beach. My bff's boyfriend said two friends from his home town were coming to the party and I was to "take care of them." One showed up. I chatted with him, spilled a huge drink on him, made out with him, and basically spent the entire weekend together. In short, I "took care of him."
He asked for my number, but I figured it would go nowhere since we lived 400 miles apart. When he left the last morning, I remember being sad looking at him in my rear view mirror. He called 2 days later.