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Six Sentence Story: Match

Joining up again with Six Sentence Stories.  This week's prompt: match.

The happy young couple welcomed a baby girl into their lives.  
Three years earlier, they had married.



Before that, they both studied at Oregon State University.
They met on a blind date.
You imagine dinner and a movie? 
No--I owe my life to a wrestling match.

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Thanks for blind dates--no matter what the venue!

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  1. A boxing match?!?! Never in a million years would I have guessed that. Now we better be getting the expanded version of that story!

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    1. I'll see if I can get my mom over here on the blog to give more details. :-)

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    2. Just got a call from my mom. First correction: WRESTLING match, not boxing. Mea culpa.

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    3. Ha! yeah, still need that story. Wrestling would not be in the top 3,000,000 guesses either. :)

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  2. I read this and Christine's comment earlier and thought it could only have been less predictable if it was wrestling!AHAHAHAHHA!

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  3. Now this is a story you need to tell in more detail!!!

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  4. Okay, for those of you who might be wondering about the wrestling match, it was a collegiate wrestling match held at the university we both attended. The blind date was with two other couples. For one of the other couples, it was also a blind date. Of the three couples, my husband and I were the only ones to eventually get married to one another.

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  5. Since at this stage I am learning about blogging sites, for now I am going to do a tag along on Kristi's blog. Here is my contribution to Six Sentence Stories, fresh off my experience this morning. This week's prompt is "match."

    It was a match for my desire.
    The thistles in the shrub bed about to bloom weighed heavily on my mind.
    When my husband saw me in my gardening attire heading out the door, he asked what I was doing, knowing full well my lumbar surgery had been just short of one month ago.
    After hearing my story, he got the digging tool and tackled the task as I watched.
    I just had one thing to do---pick up the dug up thistle and toss it aside.
    It was when I stumbled on a hidden branch in the shrub bed, and I fell to the ground that was reminded the task was not a match for my agility.

    I am okay, thankfully! The fall was cushioned by soft shrubbery.

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  6. Yeah! I found my old blogging site I had just started a few years back, and then "life" got in the way. It is called a Season In Time, so I can start this learning experience all over again.

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  7. Correction: The blog is called A Season and a Time.

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    1. Yeah Pat! I'm so glad you are giving it a go.

      And as for the thistle story...ugh. It is so hard to NOT do things after surgery. Recovery seems to last forever. Glad you didn't get hurt. Now go sit down and stay there. :)

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  8. Dropped by on the Road Trip. Great to find your blog :)

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  9. What a great story and I just love the wedding photo!

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  10. A wrestling match that made both the parties win a match for life. Such a sweet story.

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