So sweet, and he even picked that color because it was similar to the first bunch of roses he ever bought for me.... hmm, that's actually a really sweet story and I suppose seeing as how this is a post about our anniversary, I should tell our story...
Cameron and I met while volunteering for OneBrick in New York City at a soup kitchen. He arrived late so there I was wearing a hair net and stirring some sort of slop, while he went straight to work chopping an onion. We chatted a bit and when our shift was finished everyone decided to go to lunch. I don't know if they felt the electricity or saw some spark between us, but before we knew it, everyone had bailed and it was just the two of us. I was hungry, it was lunch-time, and here was this handsome guy ready to grab lunch with me, why not?
Lunch went well, and we awkwardly exchanged numbers under the guise of letting one another know the next time we planned to volunteer with OneBrick. Then we were off in our NYC Yellow Cabs heading in opposite directions. I was an uptown girl, he was living in a downtown world. Well not really, but I couldn't resist using those lyrics because they were in my head for a few months straight after meeting him. You see, I lived on East 97th Street and he lived on West Street. If you Google Map that, it is 6.8 miles from door to door. Now HopStop it, 45 minutes minimum. OUCH!
Our saving grace, we worked two blocks away from one another. I worked on 6th Avenue (Avenue of the Americas) between 47th and 48th Streets in the Fox News Corp. building and he worked on 6th Avenue between 44th and 45th Streets in the Wall Street Journal building. There were so many coincidences that came out during lunch besides the fact that we worked two blocks from one another. For starters, he was actually familiar with the company I was working for at the time - unheard of, really, because we were still quite small four years ago and unknown outside of the financial world. Then the fact that his mother and I share a middle name and our birthdays are one day apart. His nephew shares a birthday with my dad and grandfather. He was studying abroad in Vienna, Austria while I was studying in Paris, France. We could've been on the same train at some point!
Uh oh, this might be starting to sound like when your parents tell the "How We Met" story and you're wishing that they would edit it so it was less than an hour long. Well I am going somewhere with the roses thing and the living far apart and him knowing where I work thing, so be patient and enjoy the story.
Like a gentleman, Cameron asked me on a date shortly after we met. My social calendar was quite packed with happy hours in midtown and late nights at Marquee, Ganesvort, and Maritime. I'm shamed to admit that I sort of gave him the cold shoulder, and told him I'd be busy for a couple of weeks, but would let him know if my schedule opened up. So 'New York City Girl' of me... well that next Friday rolled around and on my walk to work I saw that they were erecting the Rockefeller Tree. Yes, my commute was one of the best in the world - bus down 5th Avenue, get off at Rockefeller Plaza, walk through the promenade, past the Today Show and voila I was at my office. Christmas is my favorite holiday and that tree was the shove I needed to call Cameron back and tell him, "Yes, I would love to go out with you. How about tonight? Meet at the Rockefeller Tree?".
We checked out the tree, had a beer at Connelly's, extended our evening into happy hour drinks with some of my girlfriends, extended the night further at Sutton Place... you think you know where this is going, but once again we got in taxis in opposite directions - uptown girl, downtown boy.
After our marathon Friday night (seriously we were at Sutton Place until 2am that night) we talked on the phone a couple of times that week and planned on seeing each other again that next weekend. Besides phone calls, we hadn't exchanged any emails or business cards or anything like that. So imagine my surprise when two dozen roses showed up at my office. Just thinking about it makes me swoon. I didn't even think he knew my last name! In hindsight, I am the only Meredith that worked at Annaly and he did tell me early on that he was familiar with my company. But what man, in today's world, sends flowers after the first date?! Well besides in movies? From that point forward, I'm pretty sure my heart belonged to him.
So there's our story, and after four years, I have to say that Cameron still knows the best time to surprise me is when I'm least expecting it.
Our saving grace, we worked two blocks away from one another. I worked on 6th Avenue (Avenue of the Americas) between 47th and 48th Streets in the Fox News Corp. building and he worked on 6th Avenue between 44th and 45th Streets in the Wall Street Journal building. There were so many coincidences that came out during lunch besides the fact that we worked two blocks from one another. For starters, he was actually familiar with the company I was working for at the time - unheard of, really, because we were still quite small four years ago and unknown outside of the financial world. Then the fact that his mother and I share a middle name and our birthdays are one day apart. His nephew shares a birthday with my dad and grandfather. He was studying abroad in Vienna, Austria while I was studying in Paris, France. We could've been on the same train at some point!
Uh oh, this might be starting to sound like when your parents tell the "How We Met" story and you're wishing that they would edit it so it was less than an hour long. Well I am going somewhere with the roses thing and the living far apart and him knowing where I work thing, so be patient and enjoy the story.
Like a gentleman, Cameron asked me on a date shortly after we met. My social calendar was quite packed with happy hours in midtown and late nights at Marquee, Ganesvort, and Maritime. I'm shamed to admit that I sort of gave him the cold shoulder, and told him I'd be busy for a couple of weeks, but would let him know if my schedule opened up. So 'New York City Girl' of me... well that next Friday rolled around and on my walk to work I saw that they were erecting the Rockefeller Tree. Yes, my commute was one of the best in the world - bus down 5th Avenue, get off at Rockefeller Plaza, walk through the promenade, past the Today Show and voila I was at my office. Christmas is my favorite holiday and that tree was the shove I needed to call Cameron back and tell him, "Yes, I would love to go out with you. How about tonight? Meet at the Rockefeller Tree?".
We checked out the tree, had a beer at Connelly's, extended our evening into happy hour drinks with some of my girlfriends, extended the night further at Sutton Place... you think you know where this is going, but once again we got in taxis in opposite directions - uptown girl, downtown boy.
After our marathon Friday night (seriously we were at Sutton Place until 2am that night) we talked on the phone a couple of times that week and planned on seeing each other again that next weekend. Besides phone calls, we hadn't exchanged any emails or business cards or anything like that. So imagine my surprise when two dozen roses showed up at my office. Just thinking about it makes me swoon. I didn't even think he knew my last name! In hindsight, I am the only Meredith that worked at Annaly and he did tell me early on that he was familiar with my company. But what man, in today's world, sends flowers after the first date?! Well besides in movies? From that point forward, I'm pretty sure my heart belonged to him.
So there's our story, and after four years, I have to say that Cameron still knows the best time to surprise me is when I'm least expecting it.
Aww I loved reading this! You two definately have something special. Thanks for sharing;)
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