Moments in your life that weren't as touching as they are in movies?

[HEyHEY]

For me it was the day I got on the plane to go to University in Quebec. In movie land your parents go to the school with you and drop you off in your dorm and stuff like that. Then there's a teary goodbye.

For me? My dad swung by the departures drop off zone at the airport... didn't even park the car and come in... barely slowed down. Just pulled over, hit the button to unlock the trunk and said, "See ya at Christmas!" And drove off before I'd even picked my bag off the ground after closing the trunk. He's a warm man, my father.

[UndertheOcean]

1. awwww, heart warming story , I want to watch puppy cam right now

[HEyHEY]

2. Actually, that story makes me laugh whenever I think of it

My Dad's a great guy, he's just REALLY concerned about traffic.

[UndertheOcean]

3. He is normal , not everyone is disgustingly all lovey-dovy like on the tele

[Giant Robot]

4. I am not sure if this counts but I'll share anyway

Just imagine this as a movie scene...

I propsed to Mrs Giant Robot one summer evening in a light rain, on one knee with some really sickeningly sweet romantic speech written in my head. Now in the movies this would have come off beautifully and we would have kissed passionately standing there.

In reality she said, "Yes now lets get out of the rain" and dragged me inside, sadly not for any romantic reasons.

[HEyHEY]

5. haha, awesome!

[NanceGreggs]

12. One of the BEST stories I've ever heard! n/t

[mitchum]

6. I felt nothing after my first murder...no elation...no remorse...nothing

I guess life really isn't like the movies

[tigereye]

7. childbirth?

:rofl: touching in a very, very different way.

[JVS]

8. I can't think of any. I guess my life is as good as or better than the movies.

[rurallib]

9. You know - back seat of a car on a lonely country road

and when we were done no soft music or giant moon or anything. Just a quick hop behind the wheel before the sheriff caught us.

[KG]

10. well, i proposed to my psycho-ex g/f at mid-night NYE 2005.

and we all know how that turned out :(

[skygazer]

11. Childbirth definitely

Especially my first because I was all of 19 years old and had no idea what the hell I was supposed to do with this small, squalling object the doctors thrust upon me. Frankly, I wanted a puppy. :rofl:

[NanceGreggs]

13. When my first husband and I were splitting up ...

... we had to live together for six weeks after I'd told him I was leaving, because the apartment I'd signed a lease on wouldn't be vacant until then. We were sleeping in separate bedrooms during the interim.

We both worked in the music biz then, and one night we attended an industry party together - one last outing as "a couple". Coming home pretty drunk and in a good mood, we wound up in bed together.

In the movies we would have looked into each other's eyes in the afterglow, and realized that we still loved each other, and were crazy to have ever thought of breaking up.

In real life he looked at me and said, "That was great. Who were YOU with just then?" "The new promo rep for A&M," said I.

"How about you?," I queried. "The blond waitress with the big tits and the fishnet stockings," said he.

It may not have been a "movie moment", but it was the most honest moment we'd ever shared in seven years of marriage.

[mentalsolstice]

14. My husband's proposal...and our wedding night

It wasn't a down on one knee, candle-lit dinner thing. Instead, it was "okay, dammit let's get married." We'd been together for 5 years and neither of us were in any hurry, however, friends and family were starting to hound us (well, more like me!), and I was starting to nag him about it for a month or so. For an hour or so after his most unromantic proposal, I wasn't sure if he even meant it, as he went out to mow the grass. But then he said he was going over to his dad's house and asked if I wanted to come along to give him the good news. Later, he said that he had planned on proposing, but was waiting for the right time and place. However, with so much pressure from everyone, he just kinda blew up.

It ended up that it was probably a good thing I nagged, as our best friend, Mike died suddenly about 3 months later. He was one of the people goading us about marriage. He had been my husband's best friend for 30 years, and independent of my relationship with my husband, had been my best friend for 5 years...we talked on the phone nearly every day, and he lived within a couple of blocks from us. He was ecstatic when we became engaged. Several weeks after we became engaged, I held Mike's hand as he found out that he had pancreatic cancer, and 2 weeks to the day, he died.

We married a year later, on Mike's birthday.

As for our wedding night (after having a traditional wedding), I slept on my FiL's sofa, while my husband's family played poker until about 2 a.m. My husband would wake me up every so often to ask me if I had more dimes.