...We have been together eleven years now, married for six this September. 
Congrats sir! It sounds like her bad luck beforehand was balanced out by you.

And Colonol Dekker, er... I'm guessing prospective didn't turn into actual sister-in-law? Or if it did, I'm guessing there was a bit of.. awkwardness..?
I'll throw in my story. This is from way back when in early 2005.
I'd been screwing around with this boy Wesley for a while, but he didn't really seem to want a relationship. In retrospect, I shouldn't have been infatuated with him at all, but I was insecure and figured he was the best I could get. Not really even my type at all. But I saw no other options - no gays were out in my high school other than me. On the other hand, we hadn't made any commitments to each other... in fact quite the opposite..
I got lucky - someone came across my Xanga and told a friend about me, who told HER friend, Trevor. He chatted me up on AIM and seemed too good to be true - very similar. Into the same kinds of music, both quiet, computer-oriented people, neither flamboyant or flaming, and he seemed genuinely nice. But I still felt I had invested in Wesley, so it was difficult to commit. But I did. We talked for a few more days, on AIM and on the phone, then decided to hang out at my house.
We had lots of fun, and it wasn't awkward or date-y. He brought over his laptop and we played CS:Source and I showed him Deus Ex. Just two guys playing video games and eating pizza - perfect. (One of the advantages of the gayness: males tend to have common interests.) He was cuter than his pictures - tall and dark. And very smart - he ran a computer repair business of his own, and he was only 18 (older than me, but still). More important than that, he seemed
nice. Wesley, and most of the gay guys I knew, were a bit rough around the edges (at least).
So we went upstairs and popped in a comedy DVD, cuddled up on the couch, and made sure the parents were asleep. Suffice it to say it was a fun night. And we ended up staying together for another year and a half after that.

Still good friends.
Anyways, that's my idea of a perfect date - finding someone who enjoys the same things I do, and getting to know him through those things.