MeMe Continued….

::How Steve and Amber Met, the PG Version::
Steve and I met through mutual friends (Hi! Angela!) in Las Vegas just after Angela and I had graduated from Engineering at the University of Calgary in May 1998. Ange and I were on a road trip through the Western States and we met up with her now husband and his friends in Vegas. I was in a long-term relationship that wasn’t in a very good place, and Steve and I had a lot of chemistry. We, uh, dated. Then we didn’t. Years later we, uh, dated again. Then we didn’t. Then we did but were keeping it kind of low key (I refered to him as my “boy-toy” during this time). Then September 11th happened, and not long after that we stopped the game playing and became serious about each other. Now our, uh, dating, has created two new little souls .
Steve and I are very different people with the same soul map. Our approaches to everything in life are different, but being with him has made me a better person and I like to think that he’s a better person as a result of being with me, too. I’m always surprised with how well we get along, and so far, I’m very happy with the life that we’ve made for ourselves and our little family. He’s a good man, and I consider myself lucky to be with him now, even if we did start out a little uh, recklessly.
::What do you do when you are in a boat, on the lake, fishing? I always wondered how the time between fishes is spent?::
well, you fish. Generally speaking when I’m on the boat on the lake we are usually just driving around aimlessly, or floating aimlessly in the middle of lake and just soaking up the scenary and chatting. If we have other folks with us, we’ll water ski or wakeboard. Often we bring the mini grill and pull up in a little spot somewhere and have dinner. On super hot days, we jump over board and just float along side the boat.
And sometimes, if its just me and Steve and no one else is on the lake, we, uh, date.