As Told By Molly

Flashback Friday

First, I need to give some blog love to let me think on it for coming up with this weekly post idea that I love a lot, a lot. You are so very awesome and thank you for sharing!

This week's flashback comes from my dear Daddio and Mamasita Bonita.

This weekend marks the thirtieth anniversary of the day they met back in 1978. Aren't they smokin'?! My parents were so hip for their time; I know I saw that jacket and swank blue dress in a magazine yesterday.

Here's the love story in a nutshell: So, my folks met in November at a young single adult dance. Dad thought mom was hot but too shy (vague on the details here, because I don't believe my dad has a shy bone in his body) to just ask my mom out on a date, so he looked up her address in the phone book. Wait. I think my mom already had a boyfriend of sorts. Yup, I think that was it. Anyways, he would drive up and down her street gaining the courage to ask her out. Turns out he was driving up and down my mom's grandma's street - so he never saw her! Oh daddio.

Then dad tried where mom worked. My mom was a modern woman clipping hair like an allstar. Dad would go down and wait for her to cut his hair. Then they became friends. Then they started dating. Dad was a Westwood High Warrior and Mom a Hometown High Jackrabbit (bitter school rivals). They were a regular Romeo and Juliet.

Dad was a track star and mom loved a good run too, so they enjoyed going together. One day while out of breath and head over heels, my dad says to my mom "I love you"! Mom said the same and so in August they tied the knot. Now, thirty years, thirteen kids and countless wonderful and priceless memories later they're still just two kids in love.