Our Story
Everyone always asks "What does the name mean" or "Where did you get your name". Well, here it is....
"It all started on a Tuesday. At least it did for me. I had to stop by the hardware store one morning on the way to work, so I went to a different coffee shop that I usually do. Anyway, the barista was ravishing, absolutely adorable. Smiling, happy, captivating and.....flirting with me, or so I thought. I got my usual coffee and muffin then headed to work. The rest of the week I drove past 3 coffee shops (of the same franchise) and made a detour back to hers, ordered my coffee and muffin, then went to work. Wednesday, Thursday, finally on Friday I decided I was going to go for it and just ask her out, but she wasn't there, apparently she doesn't work Fridays. So I returned Monday, no beautiful barista. Then Tuesday she was back, I had however lost my nerve. I continued going, day after day, coffee and a blueberry muffin. She would even slice the muffin for me. Turns out she worked every Tuesday. I get the nerve to invite her to one of my bands shows. It was on a Tuesday, she said she would come. She didn't. I began to think that maybe she wasn't flirting with me, maybe she was just nice. The next morning she had some excuse about a friend having an emergency that night. I invited her to other shows, but they were on the weekend and she wasn't able to attend. Then, I finally pick up a Tuesday night gig filling in on Guitar with Crystal Fussell. So I invited her. This time she came. We hung out after the show and found out that we had a lot of mutual friends, and I found out that she sings. The next night I invited her over to play some music. I was smitten, her voice, her presence. A few weeks later she sang with me at a songwriter's showcase and we've been singing together ever since. That's my story at least." Dan
"It all started on a Tuesday. At least it did for me. I had to stop by the hardware store one morning on the way to work, so I went to a different coffee shop that I usually do. Anyway, the barista was ravishing, absolutely adorable. Smiling, happy, captivating and.....flirting with me, or so I thought. I got my usual coffee and muffin then headed to work. The rest of the week I drove past 3 coffee shops (of the same franchise) and made a detour back to hers, ordered my coffee and muffin, then went to work. Wednesday, Thursday, finally on Friday I decided I was going to go for it and just ask her out, but she wasn't there, apparently she doesn't work Fridays. So I returned Monday, no beautiful barista. Then Tuesday she was back, I had however lost my nerve. I continued going, day after day, coffee and a blueberry muffin. She would even slice the muffin for me. Turns out she worked every Tuesday. I get the nerve to invite her to one of my bands shows. It was on a Tuesday, she said she would come. She didn't. I began to think that maybe she wasn't flirting with me, maybe she was just nice. The next morning she had some excuse about a friend having an emergency that night. I invited her to other shows, but they were on the weekend and she wasn't able to attend. Then, I finally pick up a Tuesday night gig filling in on Guitar with Crystal Fussell. So I invited her. This time she came. We hung out after the show and found out that we had a lot of mutual friends, and I found out that she sings. The next night I invited her over to play some music. I was smitten, her voice, her presence. A few weeks later she sang with me at a songwriter's showcase and we've been singing together ever since. That's my story at least." Dan
