Peek review and contest

So the people over at Peek sent me one to test out, and I've been using it for a few days. The Peek is a little handheld device that allows you to have mobile email access.

I think it's a good solution to a specific problem. If you'd like to have access to your email while you're away from a computer with internet access but don't need an integrated phone and don't need web access or other features, then Peek might be perfect for you.

Peek looks a lot like a calculator, but with a bigger screen and a QWERTY keypad. The main screen is your inbox, but you can also check your sent messages file. It's refreshingly low-tech for a gadget, and I learned all the features in about five minutes, with no need for a 20-something or child assistant. (It's so easy that I'm actually thinking of getting one for my mom.)

It took me 4 minutes to set it up and connect it to my Gmail account (once I got it out of the stupid plastic package, which took 3 minutes). You can set it to make a sound or stay silent (and just have the light flash) when you get a new email. The battery lasts a long time once you charge it fully. You can change the background to one of a few different color schemes so it's easier for you to see.

I had a few complaints, but they were pretty minor. The keyboard feels a little stiff to me, and it took awhile before I thought I was getting the right technique for putting pressure on the keys. I wish there was a way to know if I'd replied to an email just by looking at the list view of my in-box and not having to flip to the sent mail folder. (My other complaint is that numbers and symbols are in different places on the Peek than they are on my BlackBerry and that slowed me way down, but I'm guessing most people who get Peek won't also have a BBerry so it won't be a problem.) Since there's no web access, if people send you links you'll have to wait to see them until you get back to your computer.

But overall, if all you want is mobile access to your email, it's a neat little solution that's reasonably-priced and easy to use. Right now Peeks are going for $49.74 apiece when you buy a month of service (each month is $19.95, with no contract).

So here's the contest: Post in the comments a story–funny, sad, touching, outrageous, sweet–of some kind of romance-related communication. (Be sure to post a valid email in the "Email" field, but if you want to be anonymous put www.fake.com or www.google.com in the URL field–that way I can see your email to let you know if you won, but readers can't.) Everyone who posts has an equal chance to win, as I'm going to have one of my kids pick the winner randomly from everyone who enters. I'll close comments on Sunday night, and will announce the winner on Wednesday.

The winner will get, courtesy of the Peek people, two red Peeks, one for you and one for a partner or friend.

61 thoughts on “Peek review and contest”

  1. OK, I have one that I just have to share, although obviously I won’t win the contest.This was back from years ago. I’d been dating a guy long-distance, and had finally figured out that the distance was obscuring the fact that we actually had nothing in common and nothing to say to each other. So I broke up with him over the phone, since we weren’t going to see each other for another few months. (At the time it seemed so callus to break up with him by phone, but now it seems downright civilized, considering the people are broken up with by text and Facebook all the time now…)
    He was quite upset, and didn’t seem to understand why I thought our complete lack of anything to say to each other was a problem.
    Flash forward about four months, with no contact between the two of us, and I get a call one night. I pick up the phone (a landline with no caller ID even) and it was him. And he said, “I’ve been thinking about why you broke up with me, and I realized that it’s because things weren’t moving fast enough for you. So I want to know, will you marry me?”
    I honestly had no idea how to respond. “No” seemed insufficient. In the end, I spent about 90 minutes on the phone with him, trying to explain why I’d broken up with him in the first place and why I wouldn’t marry him.
    I wonder whatever happened to him. Must go Google…

  2. OK, I have one that I just have to share, although obviously I won’t win the contest.This was back from years ago. I’d been dating a guy long-distance, and had finally figured out that the distance was obscuring the fact that we actually had nothing in common and nothing to say to each other. So I broke up with him over the phone, since we weren’t going to see each other for another few months. (At the time it seemed so callus to break up with him by phone, but now it seems downright civilized, considering the people are broken up with by text and Facebook all the time now…)
    He was quite upset, and didn’t seem to understand why I thought our complete lack of anything to say to each other was a problem.
    Flash forward about four months, with no contact between the two of us, and I get a call one night. I pick up the phone (a landline with no caller ID even) and it was him. And he said, “I’ve been thinking about why you broke up with me, and I realized that it’s because things weren’t moving fast enough for you. So I want to know, will you marry me?”
    I honestly had no idea how to respond. “No” seemed insufficient. In the end, I spent about 90 minutes on the phone with him, trying to explain why I’d broken up with him in the first place and why I wouldn’t marry him.
    I wonder whatever happened to him. Must go Google…

  3. My now husband, asked me out (i.e. going steady, this was back in 1997 when IRC and ICQ were really popular) online. It was so cute! I said yes, and have never dated anyone else… and now it’s been over 11 years that we’ve been together and married for 7 this year.I love technology. (we lived about 1.5 hours apart during college, which really didn’t matter.. but to us seemed like it was light years apart… needless to say he transferred to my college halfway through)
    Can you tell I like happy endings?
    Hope you have a great Valentine’s day Moxie and family!

  4. My now husband, asked me out (i.e. going steady, this was back in 1997 when IRC and ICQ were really popular) online. It was so cute! I said yes, and have never dated anyone else… and now it’s been over 11 years that we’ve been together and married for 7 this year.I love technology. (we lived about 1.5 hours apart during college, which really didn’t matter.. but to us seemed like it was light years apart… needless to say he transferred to my college halfway through)
    Can you tell I like happy endings?
    Hope you have a great Valentine’s day Moxie and family!

  5. I’m not sure exactly what category this story belongs in, but I went out with a guy a few times because he told me I was beautiful, and my friends keep telling me I should be open to trying things. He was a friend of friends, and I thought why not try? We went out a few times, no sparks, so when he stopped calling I didn’t bother getting in touch with him.Fast-forward about 8 months, and I saw him at a party at our mutual friends’ house. When he saw me, he threw his arms wide and cried “Hug!”
    Inside, I was “WTF?” All I said out loud was, “Too hot,” (it was August) and went around him as he looked very startled.
    I can’t even decide what the weirdest part of that story is.

  6. I’m not sure exactly what category this story belongs in, but I went out with a guy a few times because he told me I was beautiful, and my friends keep telling me I should be open to trying things. He was a friend of friends, and I thought why not try? We went out a few times, no sparks, so when he stopped calling I didn’t bother getting in touch with him.Fast-forward about 8 months, and I saw him at a party at our mutual friends’ house. When he saw me, he threw his arms wide and cried “Hug!”
    Inside, I was “WTF?” All I said out loud was, “Too hot,” (it was August) and went around him as he looked very startled.
    I can’t even decide what the weirdest part of that story is.

  7. When I first met my now husband, he invited me over for dinner for our third date. This was during the years that we had e-mail through the university that was unix based (I think). Absolutely no graphics, greenish-white letters on a black screen. He e-mailed me a map to his house that had been drawn painstakingly with xxx’s to marks the streets.xxxxxxGreenxxxxxxxxxxLincolnxxxxxxxxx
    xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxx
    xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxx
    John Street
    xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxx
    etc. with written instructions accompanying. It was so sweet and endearing. Especially since we lived in a tiny, orthogonally planned midwestern college town (Chaimpaign-Urbana) where you really couldn’t get lost, short of wandering into a cornfield.
    When I arrived he was making a fabulous meal (esp by undergrad standards) – gorgonzola and walnut salad, crepes with rosemary mushroom filling, etc. It was very cozy. Then he hollered “JUSTIN!” and his roommate ran down to the table and ate dinner with us. In the end, I decided that I like a man who is generous to his friends. 🙂

  8. When I first met my now husband, he invited me over for dinner for our third date. This was during the years that we had e-mail through the university that was unix based (I think). Absolutely no graphics, greenish-white letters on a black screen. He e-mailed me a map to his house that had been drawn painstakingly with xxx’s to marks the streets.xxxxxxGreenxxxxxxxxxxLincolnxxxxxxxxx
    xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxx
    xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxx
    John Street
    xxxxxx xxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxx
    etc. with written instructions accompanying. It was so sweet and endearing. Especially since we lived in a tiny, orthogonally planned midwestern college town (Chaimpaign-Urbana) where you really couldn’t get lost, short of wandering into a cornfield.
    When I arrived he was making a fabulous meal (esp by undergrad standards) – gorgonzola and walnut salad, crepes with rosemary mushroom filling, etc. It was very cozy. Then he hollered “JUSTIN!” and his roommate ran down to the table and ate dinner with us. In the end, I decided that I like a man who is generous to his friends. 🙂

  9. My husband sent me the greatest email ever when we were engaged. Both big childhood fans of Babar the elephant, he had told me about his favorite Babar adventure, called “Babar’s Mystery.” In it, a golden statue of Babar gets stolen and replaced by “a crude dummy made of a barrel and pieces of wood.” That phrase became part of our argot (we are big goofballs).One day, out of the blue, when I was working in a godawful remote office in California with one of my colleagues, I got an email from my man with a file attached. I opened the file and it was a simple line drawing of the barrel and pieces of wood, holding a sign saying “I love you, Peanut!” I completely lost it, half-laughing, half-crying because it was so original and sweet. I turned to my colleague and said “THIS is why I’m marrying him!”
    The printout of that drawing was tacked to my cubicle wall for a year, until I married him, at which point it came home with me.

  10. My husband sent me the greatest email ever when we were engaged. Both big childhood fans of Babar the elephant, he had told me about his favorite Babar adventure, called “Babar’s Mystery.” In it, a golden statue of Babar gets stolen and replaced by “a crude dummy made of a barrel and pieces of wood.” That phrase became part of our argot (we are big goofballs).One day, out of the blue, when I was working in a godawful remote office in California with one of my colleagues, I got an email from my man with a file attached. I opened the file and it was a simple line drawing of the barrel and pieces of wood, holding a sign saying “I love you, Peanut!” I completely lost it, half-laughing, half-crying because it was so original and sweet. I turned to my colleague and said “THIS is why I’m marrying him!”
    The printout of that drawing was tacked to my cubicle wall for a year, until I married him, at which point it came home with me.

  11. I ran off to Costa Rica with a good friend of mine, leaving my then boyfriend, now husband, bereft and alone. When I could I tried to call (using old timey calling cards) and even got to send a few emails from the Internet Cafe in Jaco.A week into our vacation he sent me my first love note, via email. It was so sweet and pained, I just fell in love. I still have it tucked away into an old journal. Sigh.

  12. I ran off to Costa Rica with a good friend of mine, leaving my then boyfriend, now husband, bereft and alone. When I could I tried to call (using old timey calling cards) and even got to send a few emails from the Internet Cafe in Jaco.A week into our vacation he sent me my first love note, via email. It was so sweet and pained, I just fell in love. I still have it tucked away into an old journal. Sigh.

  13. Way back in 1996, before we’d discovered email, my fiance was in Australia (where we had met and where he was from) while I had returned home in Canada. He was working two jobs to get enough money to travel to Canada and save for the wedding, while I was working to pay off my student debt and save for the wedding.The calling rate between Canada and Australia was $1.20 per minute! Which just seems outrageous in light of the deals that are available now. We each called the other for an hour each week. Ours had been a whirlwind romance – we got engaged after a month, and I left the country three weeks later, so in those phone calls (and the massive letters we sent) we were still getting to know each other. They were really, really good conversations.
    Now, during the day when we’re apart we’re in touch via email, twitters, texts or online chats. But sometimes he’ll call me out of the blue, and the sound of his voice on the line stirs up the memories and emotions of those much-anticipated and greatly-enjoyed phone calls 13 years ago. And it still gives me a little thrill.

  14. Way back in 1996, before we’d discovered email, my fiance was in Australia (where we had met and where he was from) while I had returned home in Canada. He was working two jobs to get enough money to travel to Canada and save for the wedding, while I was working to pay off my student debt and save for the wedding.The calling rate between Canada and Australia was $1.20 per minute! Which just seems outrageous in light of the deals that are available now. We each called the other for an hour each week. Ours had been a whirlwind romance – we got engaged after a month, and I left the country three weeks later, so in those phone calls (and the massive letters we sent) we were still getting to know each other. They were really, really good conversations.
    Now, during the day when we’re apart we’re in touch via email, twitters, texts or online chats. But sometimes he’ll call me out of the blue, and the sound of his voice on the line stirs up the memories and emotions of those much-anticipated and greatly-enjoyed phone calls 13 years ago. And it still gives me a little thrill.

  15. This one is NOT romantic, but it’s relationship oriented and just shows how glad I am that I’m not with this guy any more!I dated this guy my first year of college who was insanely jealous. We were actually on the verge of breaking up and I was interested in another guy from one of my classes. Older and much hotter. He and I emailed back and for a few times, very innocently and mostly about class.
    The boyfriend asks me about the classmate and what was going on with him. I was immediately stressed as 1. knew how jealous he could get and 2. knew I hadn’t told him about the classmate!
    He said I had accidentally forwarded an emailed intended for the other guy to him. Email was still relatively new and I didn’t know enough about it to know that this wasn’t very likely.
    The next time I emailed my classmate, I was sure to be extra careful in what I said as well as specifically sending it only to him.
    However, I get chastised again and “how could I do this to him?”
    Turns out that the boyfriend had hacked into my account and was intentionally reading all my emails. Amazingly I stayed with him after that, but thankfully, not for too long. Crazy jealousy.

  16. This one is NOT romantic, but it’s relationship oriented and just shows how glad I am that I’m not with this guy any more!I dated this guy my first year of college who was insanely jealous. We were actually on the verge of breaking up and I was interested in another guy from one of my classes. Older and much hotter. He and I emailed back and for a few times, very innocently and mostly about class.
    The boyfriend asks me about the classmate and what was going on with him. I was immediately stressed as 1. knew how jealous he could get and 2. knew I hadn’t told him about the classmate!
    He said I had accidentally forwarded an emailed intended for the other guy to him. Email was still relatively new and I didn’t know enough about it to know that this wasn’t very likely.
    The next time I emailed my classmate, I was sure to be extra careful in what I said as well as specifically sending it only to him.
    However, I get chastised again and “how could I do this to him?”
    Turns out that the boyfriend had hacked into my account and was intentionally reading all my emails. Amazingly I stayed with him after that, but thankfully, not for too long. Crazy jealousy.

  17. My now-husband and I had dated for a while and then broken up, although we still talked pretty frequently. He had to go to Korea for several weeks on a business trip. While he was there, just as I was starting to date someone else and had resigned myself that I had to move on with my life, he called and dropped the bomb that he wanted to get back together. Since he had broken up with me, I was pretty resistant, but during the next couple of weeks he wooed me over IM and telephone and finally won me over. We still IM throughout the day and it always reminds me of being so far away from him and falling back in love with him.

  18. My now-husband and I had dated for a while and then broken up, although we still talked pretty frequently. He had to go to Korea for several weeks on a business trip. While he was there, just as I was starting to date someone else and had resigned myself that I had to move on with my life, he called and dropped the bomb that he wanted to get back together. Since he had broken up with me, I was pretty resistant, but during the next couple of weeks he wooed me over IM and telephone and finally won me over. We still IM throughout the day and it always reminds me of being so far away from him and falling back in love with him.

  19. Once upon a time, in a land bereft of anything but the telephone, I fell in love with a man with a honeyed voice and a twinkle in his eye. He worked in publishing and occasionally wrote poetry. He told me that the first time he saw me, he thought, “Smiling she came, into the parlor of my eye.” So I married him a year after he proposed to me on Valentine’s Day. (If only he had been able to stop drinking.)

  20. Once upon a time, in a land bereft of anything but the telephone, I fell in love with a man with a honeyed voice and a twinkle in his eye. He worked in publishing and occasionally wrote poetry. He told me that the first time he saw me, he thought, “Smiling she came, into the parlor of my eye.” So I married him a year after he proposed to me on Valentine’s Day. (If only he had been able to stop drinking.)

  21. Years ago before I met my husband, my best guy friend left a message on my answering machine on the last day of school that year (we were freshmen in college) that he had a crush on me. Then he unplugged his phone and left town. Fast-forward to 4th of July that summer, 2 months after the infamous “Hi, I like you LIKE THAT, bye” phone message. We met up with some other friends to celebrate the holiday and ended up sharing our first kiss that evening. Once again, he abruptly made up an excuse about getting back home and left town. 3 days later I received a beautiful letter from him telling me that he got scared of his feelings and had to get out of there before he made a fool of himself by saying something too mushy or trying to move too fast. He explained how important our friendship was and that we needed to take it slowly so we didn’t lose what we already had. He also sent me his pen (he’s a writer–this was a huge deal) so I could write our future. (God, I think I just got a cavity from the sap…) I looked forward to returning to school the next year to see what would happen between us. We went on one date, then the next week I met my husband. 🙂

  22. Years ago before I met my husband, my best guy friend left a message on my answering machine on the last day of school that year (we were freshmen in college) that he had a crush on me. Then he unplugged his phone and left town. Fast-forward to 4th of July that summer, 2 months after the infamous “Hi, I like you LIKE THAT, bye” phone message. We met up with some other friends to celebrate the holiday and ended up sharing our first kiss that evening. Once again, he abruptly made up an excuse about getting back home and left town. 3 days later I received a beautiful letter from him telling me that he got scared of his feelings and had to get out of there before he made a fool of himself by saying something too mushy or trying to move too fast. He explained how important our friendship was and that we needed to take it slowly so we didn’t lose what we already had. He also sent me his pen (he’s a writer–this was a huge deal) so I could write our future. (God, I think I just got a cavity from the sap…) I looked forward to returning to school the next year to see what would happen between us. We went on one date, then the next week I met my husband. 🙂

  23. I initiated my current relationship, 6 years ago, with a series of 20 emails, each containing one line. I was working the late shift at an art school, decided to give it a go with this guy (who’s now my husband) and sent these emails, which was a potentially irritating way to communicate with someone. He ate it right up and still speaks fondly of the night he got those emails. 🙂

  24. I initiated my current relationship, 6 years ago, with a series of 20 emails, each containing one line. I was working the late shift at an art school, decided to give it a go with this guy (who’s now my husband) and sent these emails, which was a potentially irritating way to communicate with someone. He ate it right up and still speaks fondly of the night he got those emails. 🙂

  25. I love to send my husband one letter emails throughout the day that end up spelling out a sexy message like (I-W-A-N-T-Y-O-U-N-O-W). It’s a fun way to build suspense. This would be much easier with a Peek.

  26. I love to send my husband one letter emails throughout the day that end up spelling out a sexy message like (I-W-A-N-T-Y-O-U-N-O-W). It’s a fun way to build suspense. This would be much easier with a Peek.

  27. OMG, a Peek would totally solve my iPhone/Blackberry lust, especially since I have 18 months left on my cellphone contract.For a long time, I was convinced that my high school boyfriend was the man I was going to marry. He was a year behind me in school, but we decided to make a go of it when I headed to college and he stayed behind for his senior year of h.s. And it seemed just fine… until I received a letter from him the spring of my freshman year at college, saying that it wasn’t going to work out. (I believe I have the letter still… somewhere in a box in my basement.)
    Even worse? He was – of course – dating someone else, a blond girl who actually drove a red convertible. Couldn’t be more stereotypical, right?

  28. OMG, a Peek would totally solve my iPhone/Blackberry lust, especially since I have 18 months left on my cellphone contract.For a long time, I was convinced that my high school boyfriend was the man I was going to marry. He was a year behind me in school, but we decided to make a go of it when I headed to college and he stayed behind for his senior year of h.s. And it seemed just fine… until I received a letter from him the spring of my freshman year at college, saying that it wasn’t going to work out. (I believe I have the letter still… somewhere in a box in my basement.)
    Even worse? He was – of course – dating someone else, a blond girl who actually drove a red convertible. Couldn’t be more stereotypical, right?

  29. I loved how my parents always made Valetine’s day all about us kids. We usually received a box of chocolates. My mom always sent us off to school with a lunch in the heart theme. And my father made a fancy-schmancy dinner for the family. As we got older, some of us had big dates on Valentine’s day. I remember a number of years when I was date-free, single, or broken-hearted, but my parents always managed to make the day special. I actually did not care if I was alone, because I knew that I would be having a fab dinner with my parents. On that broken-hearted Valentine’s day, my dad drove to my college (4 hours away) and made reservations at a wonderful restaurant. I know that it was completely out of their budget, but he really wanted to show me that I was special.My parents made sure to have time for each other throughout the year, but Valentine’s day was really about the kids. Even now, they go all out with fun care packages, as we no longer live nearby.

  30. I loved how my parents always made Valetine’s day all about us kids. We usually received a box of chocolates. My mom always sent us off to school with a lunch in the heart theme. And my father made a fancy-schmancy dinner for the family. As we got older, some of us had big dates on Valentine’s day. I remember a number of years when I was date-free, single, or broken-hearted, but my parents always managed to make the day special. I actually did not care if I was alone, because I knew that I would be having a fab dinner with my parents. On that broken-hearted Valentine’s day, my dad drove to my college (4 hours away) and made reservations at a wonderful restaurant. I know that it was completely out of their budget, but he really wanted to show me that I was special.My parents made sure to have time for each other throughout the year, but Valentine’s day was really about the kids. Even now, they go all out with fun care packages, as we no longer live nearby.

  31. My father moved to this country over 40 years ago with some pretty sketchy English. Upon first meeting with my mother, who was wearing a Mississippi State sweatshirt, he asked, “Is that Miss or Mrs.?” The rest is history :). They have been married for 42 years.

  32. My father moved to this country over 40 years ago with some pretty sketchy English. Upon first meeting with my mother, who was wearing a Mississippi State sweatshirt, he asked, “Is that Miss or Mrs.?” The rest is history :). They have been married for 42 years.

  33. I dont have any good stories.Although! My older sister lives in Ohio for the year while her husband (they got married in October) is in Paris, and for Valentine’s Day, they are having a virtual day at the beach. Apparently, both of them are putting on summer clothes, turning the heat in their apartments waaaay up, putting towels in the living room, and then video chatting on Skype for about 5 hours. I think it is a really sweet–and that it will be great for them (although sad for me, as I am in DC and dont fly) when they are together in Paris next year.
    (and I coud use one of them Peek things).

  34. I dont have any good stories.Although! My older sister lives in Ohio for the year while her husband (they got married in October) is in Paris, and for Valentine’s Day, they are having a virtual day at the beach. Apparently, both of them are putting on summer clothes, turning the heat in their apartments waaaay up, putting towels in the living room, and then video chatting on Skype for about 5 hours. I think it is a really sweet–and that it will be great for them (although sad for me, as I am in DC and dont fly) when they are together in Paris next year.
    (and I coud use one of them Peek things).

  35. Does everyone have that one, crazy-ass ex-boyfriend from high school or college? Or just me? My long-term college boyfriend always seemed too good too be true – then lo and behold he cheated on me – which I discovered when I first smelled, and then found, a used latex condom in his trash that we hadn’t used. He actually claimed he had masturbated into the thing! I, of course, didn’t believe a word of it. After asking around a bit, I soon found out who the other woman was & called her up. She dumped his ass, too, and we became friends. She had no idea we had been together, as he had apparently been telling her I was his cousin! I vowed never to speak to him again. As he was never man enough to actually come clean (excuse the pun!), I got tested for every STD in the book and by some miracle had not been infected with anything.The worst part was he stalked me for about a month after that, calling my parents, all of my coworkers, friends, sending me odd things in the mail, leaving me odd voicemail messages – finally I called the campus police, and their warning was enough to end the stalking. Even to this day, over a decade later, I notice that he has been cultivating friendships with my old friends from high school and college who he didn’t have any relationship with back in the day. Perhaps it’s all just coincidence. Maybe that’s why going on FB freaks me out a bit…
    So guess who emails me today – for the first time in nearly 7 years? (he had emailed me then to congratulate me on my engagement) The crazy dude claims he is getting a divorce and wanted to see if I had any interest in having him fly across the country to have coffee with him & mend fences. YIKES! I shouldn’t have even read the email, and I’m clearly not going to respond to this one either. As much as I hope this is the end of things, I have a nagging feeling I will never be truly rid of him as long as I live. Happy Valentine’s Day, ya’ll!!!!!

  36. Does everyone have that one, crazy-ass ex-boyfriend from high school or college? Or just me? My long-term college boyfriend always seemed too good too be true – then lo and behold he cheated on me – which I discovered when I first smelled, and then found, a used latex condom in his trash that we hadn’t used. He actually claimed he had masturbated into the thing! I, of course, didn’t believe a word of it. After asking around a bit, I soon found out who the other woman was & called her up. She dumped his ass, too, and we became friends. She had no idea we had been together, as he had apparently been telling her I was his cousin! I vowed never to speak to him again. As he was never man enough to actually come clean (excuse the pun!), I got tested for every STD in the book and by some miracle had not been infected with anything.The worst part was he stalked me for about a month after that, calling my parents, all of my coworkers, friends, sending me odd things in the mail, leaving me odd voicemail messages – finally I called the campus police, and their warning was enough to end the stalking. Even to this day, over a decade later, I notice that he has been cultivating friendships with my old friends from high school and college who he didn’t have any relationship with back in the day. Perhaps it’s all just coincidence. Maybe that’s why going on FB freaks me out a bit…
    So guess who emails me today – for the first time in nearly 7 years? (he had emailed me then to congratulate me on my engagement) The crazy dude claims he is getting a divorce and wanted to see if I had any interest in having him fly across the country to have coffee with him & mend fences. YIKES! I shouldn’t have even read the email, and I’m clearly not going to respond to this one either. As much as I hope this is the end of things, I have a nagging feeling I will never be truly rid of him as long as I live. Happy Valentine’s Day, ya’ll!!!!!

  37. My boyfriend and I have now been together for 5 years and 4 of those have been long-distance. We’ve gone through a lot of communication solutions — e-mailing, texting, IMs, even dorky webcams — but the one that makes me smile the most is our e-flirtation in the comments of his then-new blog. The day after we kissed for the first time (after staying up all night watching movies and talking) he, being a gentleman, didn’t kiss and tell, but he did write that that night “truly made my day/century :)” . Luckily, I felt the same way.

  38. My boyfriend and I have now been together for 5 years and 4 of those have been long-distance. We’ve gone through a lot of communication solutions — e-mailing, texting, IMs, even dorky webcams — but the one that makes me smile the most is our e-flirtation in the comments of his then-new blog. The day after we kissed for the first time (after staying up all night watching movies and talking) he, being a gentleman, didn’t kiss and tell, but he did write that that night “truly made my day/century :)” . Luckily, I felt the same way.

  39. My now-husband is not a writer and actually gets a lot of anxiety when he has to write a paper or a letter or even a birthday card. So when I moved to Hawaii for the summer, I didn’t get any letters or emails from him. (But he did call me every day, must to my dad’s chagrin when he opened my cell phone bill!) It kind of bummed me out that he never wrote me anything (I am a writer, can you tell?) I resigned myself to never getting love letters and learned to love the sweet texts messages I would get and the sweetness I received face to face. Fast forward three years to our wedding dinner. His family performed a musical number (violins, flute, with John on the guitar) while his dad read a letter that John had written to me. The most romantic, touching, sweet letter that floored me (and still does!) It meant even more knowing that it was probably hard for him to articulate his feelings in that way. We’ve been married for three years and now we’re having a baby!

  40. My now-husband is not a writer and actually gets a lot of anxiety when he has to write a paper or a letter or even a birthday card. So when I moved to Hawaii for the summer, I didn’t get any letters or emails from him. (But he did call me every day, must to my dad’s chagrin when he opened my cell phone bill!) It kind of bummed me out that he never wrote me anything (I am a writer, can you tell?) I resigned myself to never getting love letters and learned to love the sweet texts messages I would get and the sweetness I received face to face. Fast forward three years to our wedding dinner. His family performed a musical number (violins, flute, with John on the guitar) while his dad read a letter that John had written to me. The most romantic, touching, sweet letter that floored me (and still does!) It meant even more knowing that it was probably hard for him to articulate his feelings in that way. We’ve been married for three years and now we’re having a baby!

  41. I met my now husband back in ’96 when we were both getting our undergrad. We never dated, but I had a huge crush on him. On my graduation day he gave me the nicest note that said he hoped our paths would cross again. Thruout the following year, I tried to stay in touch and thru a mutual friend found out he was seriously dating someone and for all purposes, gave up. Periodically, I would try to “find” him via the internet- googling him when bored at work. In 2004 I was cruising the Alumni Assc. website and there was a section that you could type in an alum’s name if you had lost touch. Thinking that they would give me his information- I typed in his info and pushed “submit”. No sooner had I done that and a message on the screen popped up “Due to the California Privacy Act we can not give you information about this person- However YOUR information has been sent to this person.” HORRIFIED I tried pushing the back button, esc, etc…. I figured by then he’d be happily married- I just wanted to do a little cyber-stalking… didn’t want to make contact!!Well, my information was sent to him- he called and it turned out that we both had moved to the same town and he was still single. We met for lunch the next day and I broke up with the guy I was seeing that night. Married 18 months later and now have a little one. I think I still need to send the alumni association a check.

  42. The first time I met my now husband was at a work related convention. In addition to the boring meetings there were little activities planned, one of which was going to the zoo.So Norman and I were walking along in the zoo and stopped in front of the leopards, which were sleeping. I have no idea why, but I started to meow at them. One of them woke up, looked at me, walked over to its partner and mounted her. The leopards started procreating right in front of us.
    Which I am sure is the reason he married me.

  43. The first time I met my now husband was at a work related convention. In addition to the boring meetings there were little activities planned, one of which was going to the zoo.So Norman and I were walking along in the zoo and stopped in front of the leopards, which were sleeping. I have no idea why, but I started to meow at them. One of them woke up, looked at me, walked over to its partner and mounted her. The leopards started procreating right in front of us.
    Which I am sure is the reason he married me.

  44. Back in college, I had a flirty friendship with a guitar major. We’d met on the first day of school (actually, on orientation day before school even started) and for some reason, I felt protective of this guy, especially when I ended up in non-music classes with him and he would forget about tests, not show up for class, etc. I started joking about calling him to remind him, and that’s how I ended up with his phone number. (I had a boyfriend, and he had a girlfriend, by the way). When we reached our sophomore year, our classes were much harder, and we ended up studying together, somehow. Along the way, I’d once left him a note on his card – a little post it note – and I don’t remember now what it said! One night we ended up on the phone after a late study session, and he confessed his love for me. He also confessed to leaving me a note on my car, which I never got. The note said, “Have you ever felt like you were in love with someone you couldn’t have?” Needless to say, Reader, I broke up with my boyfriend and went straight into the guitar boy’s arms. O, college, how melodramatic and romantic those days were! Now that guitar boy is my husband.

  45. This isn’t a big dramatic story, but when my husband and I were first dating, I found myself in his part of town with some time to kill (really) and called him to flirt/invite myself over.It would have gone better if he’d recognized my voice; instead; we had about five minutes of stumbling over each other and getting more confused until I finally gave up and went home.
    But the message he left on my machine for me to find when I got in proved he had figured it out, and it made up for it.

  46. When my husband and I first started dating, I had gone on a trip for a week and we missed one another very much. To my happy surprise, when I returned home I found a big paper banner plastered across my front door that said “Welcome Home Jamie!” Well, silly me, I did not immediately assume that this note was from my new sweetheart, but from my landlady instead. She was my friend, and I thought she was just glad that I had come home. Needless to say, my husband never let me live that one down!

  47. When my husband and I first started dating, I had gone on a trip for a week and we missed one another very much. To my happy surprise, when I returned home I found a big paper banner plastered across my front door that said “Welcome Home Jamie!” Well, silly me, I did not immediately assume that this note was from my new sweetheart, but from my landlady instead. She was my friend, and I thought she was just glad that I had come home. Needless to say, my husband never let me live that one down!

  48. My now-husband and I met the year I applied to grad school, convinced there was nothing left for me in my hometown. I told him I was happy to date him, but it was bound to end when I left for school. I had also gotten a very crazy puppy the week before he asked me out, also on the assumption that I should quit worrying about my social life and invest in more reasonable long-term projects (dog, school, learning to cook). When I worried that my grad-school phone interview would go badly because of the puppy who barked whenever I wasn’t playing with him, my now-husband said, “Schedule the interview for lunchtime,” and he took his lunch that day in my backyard, playing with my obnoxious dog (he’d never entered into the craziness of pet-ownership) while I told an interview board why I’d be a good bet for a teaching assistantship.Luckily, I ate my gloom-and-doom words about relationship-longevity, and he stuck with me through a long-distance relationship–with many, many, many long-distance phone calls complete with Toccata for Barking Dog in the background–and we are back in that old, hopeless-seeming hometown, much to my pleasant surprise. We’ve now been together almost twelve years, married for seven and half of them, with two kids that keep me off the phone more than the dog ever has.

  49. My now-husband and I met the year I applied to grad school, convinced there was nothing left for me in my hometown. I told him I was happy to date him, but it was bound to end when I left for school. I had also gotten a very crazy puppy the week before he asked me out, also on the assumption that I should quit worrying about my social life and invest in more reasonable long-term projects (dog, school, learning to cook). When I worried that my grad-school phone interview would go badly because of the puppy who barked whenever I wasn’t playing with him, my now-husband said, “Schedule the interview for lunchtime,” and he took his lunch that day in my backyard, playing with my obnoxious dog (he’d never entered into the craziness of pet-ownership) while I told an interview board why I’d be a good bet for a teaching assistantship.Luckily, I ate my gloom-and-doom words about relationship-longevity, and he stuck with me through a long-distance relationship–with many, many, many long-distance phone calls complete with Toccata for Barking Dog in the background–and we are back in that old, hopeless-seeming hometown, much to my pleasant surprise. We’ve now been together almost twelve years, married for seven and half of them, with two kids that keep me off the phone more than the dog ever has.

  50. My husband & I had a bit of a whirlwind dating experience. Within a couple of weeks we were seeing each other almost every night. A couple of weeks after that we were planning to get married.We filled our boring days at work (me in NY, him in CT) with loads of emails, eventually developing our own shorthand for things we often said to one another. We still use them over instant messenger–and adapted some to fit IM icons–almost 10 years later. So very sixth grade, but guaranteed to make me smile.

  51. My husband & I had a bit of a whirlwind dating experience. Within a couple of weeks we were seeing each other almost every night. A couple of weeks after that we were planning to get married.We filled our boring days at work (me in NY, him in CT) with loads of emails, eventually developing our own shorthand for things we often said to one another. We still use them over instant messenger–and adapted some to fit IM icons–almost 10 years later. So very sixth grade, but guaranteed to make me smile.

  52. On Friday, I miscarried. We had plans for this long weekend, including an adventurous weekend in the mountains with friends. Of course, we had to cancel these plans and I felt really bad about that–especially because we missed our Valentine’s Day plans. But my partner spent all day Saturday in bed with me, watching TV reruns on Hulu, bringing me ice cream and aspirin, and generally being amazing. When I felt well enough to get out of bed and move around, I found a dozen roses and a beautiful card on the dinner table.I know this may not be a classic tale of romance, but his sweetness made my otherwise rotten weekend somehow bearable.

  53. On Friday, I miscarried. We had plans for this long weekend, including an adventurous weekend in the mountains with friends. Of course, we had to cancel these plans and I felt really bad about that–especially because we missed our Valentine’s Day plans. But my partner spent all day Saturday in bed with me, watching TV reruns on Hulu, bringing me ice cream and aspirin, and generally being amazing. When I felt well enough to get out of bed and move around, I found a dozen roses and a beautiful card on the dinner table.I know this may not be a classic tale of romance, but his sweetness made my otherwise rotten weekend somehow bearable.

  54. When I was in college and my now husband and I were just dating we lived apart and used AIM a lot to chat. One night I said something (which neither of us remembers) that was particularly astute and he replied with”You have on old soul” (which was a typo..obv he meant “You have an old soul.)”
    But, I was not familiar with that saying and so I was sitting there in front of my computer wondering a. if that was some kind of perfume or something and b. how he could smell me at 150 miles away!
    We still laugh about that, eleven years later.

  55. When I was in college and my now husband and I were just dating we lived apart and used AIM a lot to chat. One night I said something (which neither of us remembers) that was particularly astute and he replied with”You have on old soul” (which was a typo..obv he meant “You have an old soul.)”
    But, I was not familiar with that saying and so I was sitting there in front of my computer wondering a. if that was some kind of perfume or something and b. how he could smell me at 150 miles away!
    We still laugh about that, eleven years later.

  56. My husband always used to send me cute messages while I was at work and he was at home being a student. When I was pregnant I was just miserable during my first trimester, and he used to send me a daily picture of the cat–a daily Thistle. It was such a nice way to stay connected to my furbaby that when he went to work and I stayed home I started sending him a daily picture of our son.

  57. My husband always used to send me cute messages while I was at work and he was at home being a student. When I was pregnant I was just miserable during my first trimester, and he used to send me a daily picture of the cat–a daily Thistle. It was such a nice way to stay connected to my furbaby that when he went to work and I stayed home I started sending him a daily picture of our son.

  58. @el – You reminded me that my grandmother used to makes macarroons for the kids and put them in old heart-shaped candy boxes. Just for us. Because we were special. I had almost forgotten that part of her, and you reminded me. Thank you.@hush – No, we all have one of those in our past (well, except for all of the great people on here who met their future husbands in 3rd grade and knew right then that they would be together forever…the rest of us have one of “those”.)

  59. @el – You reminded me that my grandmother used to makes macarroons for the kids and put them in old heart-shaped candy boxes. Just for us. Because we were special. I had almost forgotten that part of her, and you reminded me. Thank you.@hush – No, we all have one of those in our past (well, except for all of the great people on here who met their future husbands in 3rd grade and knew right then that they would be together forever…the rest of us have one of “those”.)

  60. My now husband and I got to know each other a lot through email communications when we first started dating. He would send me random emails throughout the day – not only did they brighten my day, but they helped me learn more about him. I still have those emails saved and love to go back and read through them.

  61. My now husband and I got to know each other a lot through email communications when we first started dating. He would send me random emails throughout the day – not only did they brighten my day, but they helped me learn more about him. I still have those emails saved and love to go back and read through them.

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