I’m excited to be playing with my fellow authors and publishing peeps on the Heartbreaker Blog Hop! What better way to spend a few days than jumping around, reading about loves and happy times than commiserating, er, celebrating with others?
Okay, so “commiserating” wasn’t a slip of the tongue. When I signed up for this hop, I had no idea that I’d be sharing this story…But yeah, something totally ironic happened to me the other day. This past weekend I told not one, but two people (ok several people… but on two separate occasions) about the first guy I ever (seriously) dated. God, I thought I was in wuv! He was tall, had blond hair and blue eyes. He definitely had some assets goin’ for him in more ways than one. 😉 But as with many other gals out there, that first one wasn’t meant to last forever. And oh boy, was I heartbroken over him. Well, technically, I broke up with him, but he pushed me to that point. The night I finally realized I was through with him was right after Christmas one year (many, many years ago). We were parking in a restricted area—hello! We were teenagers… but er, kids don’t do that—and when we got ready to leave, he backed up his truck and landed right in a pot hole. It was dark, we were in a hilly area, and here I am, after midnight, jumping up and down in the tail bed of his truck so he could get some traction and get out. Got the visual, yet? Well, I wasn’t any bigger than a minute, so that didn’t work. We went back and forth—each trying to jump on the tail bed. Finally, when I was jumping up and down, giving it hell, he hit the gas just right and dislodged us…only to get the back wheels stuck in another whole! Um, yeah, there was no way we were getting out that. Blondie got pissed and started stomping off, but not without barking an order at me to, “Come on!” It was dark, so I couldn’t see, but I was one irritated chick. I mean what guy does that? Just stomp off into the dark night, leaving his “girlfriend” to blindly follow behind?
And then the heavens shined down on me because the next thing I heard was a big splash. And then a litany of curses. Why, yes, Blondie stomped right into a big hole of water… up to his knees… with the boots he’d just gotten for Christmas. Gotta love Karma. And I was high-fiving Karma while we walked a couple of miles to the nearest gas station.
What’s really ironic is I hadn’t seen this guy in probably twelve years (which was a few years after we’d dated). And I was at the store the other day with my son. I looked to the side and a man was walking in. We both did double takes. But I couldn’t place him for a few seconds. And then I almost started laughing. Yeah, it was Blondie. Funny thing… I hadn’t talked about him or seen him in years and then I tell the story of our break up to two crowds of peeps and then I see him at the store. Thank god, I didn’t laugh… he’d probably think I was reminiscing about that night… which was the last night we’d ever gone out.
So there you have it…the first man who broke my heart. Comment below on your own stories and I’ll pick someone to get book 2 in my Woods Family Series, SURROUNDED BY PLEASURE. Because Book 1, SURROUNDED BY WOODS, is still FREE on Amazon (Go get it while you can!!).
And if you want to enter my contest for a chance to win $100, then visit my Facebook Fan page for the deets! http://www.facebook.com/Author.MandyHarbin/app_228910107186452
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Oh, and Happy Valentine’s Day!!