In a nightclub (yeah yeah, cliche). I was tagging along with my roomie and her BF as the two guys I was dating (one I was crazy about, the other was crazy about me) were both out of town. I met my DH that night when I was totally not looking. The guy I was crazy about dropped out of my life completely right afterwards, and I dropped the guy who was crazy about me in order to focus on the new guy.

26 years of marriage later, I guess it was a good thing I joined my roomie that night!