Letters to the Editor
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Lie, lie, lie... then lie again
(Btw Cary, that was IMHO some of the best advice you've given).
If only because, frankly, it's no one's business. Sure, if you feel like talking about it, go ahead. Maybe years down the line you'll find it funny, at least with the right crowd. For now, it's not important. Let them know that with absurdity.
Want to know how I met my wife? A gaming convention. You know, those things where AD&D geeks get together to talk about their 54th level paladins and show off soft-core porn pictures of their characters(1).
(Not true, but the con was where we got together. We'd known each other for three years, were good friends, and actually met in a computer lab when her then boyfriend brought her by - back in the mid 80s, when being near a computer mean big-time nerd).
To our other geek friends, that's how we met. To the "mundanes"? The convention is in the middle of February; we tell them we got together around Valentines day. Problem of story solved, and if we get away from the "I'm Italian & Mafia, She's Chinese & Triad - we're a peace offering between the two" lie it makes them happy.
Just don't ask about the tattoos.
(1)Tremendous exaggeration, but an example of a tested distraction and smackdown to people who can't keep their noses out of other peoples' affairs.