We take a break from our regularly scheduled Summer Shape up check in to reflect on some of the most amazing years of my life so far – warning: this will be very long but I promise some pics to make it interesting:)
So, 5 years ago today I married my love! It’s been a crazy 5 years of marriage with many milestones in a very short period of time. We’ve lived in California, road tripped back to NoVa, bought and renovated a house, got a dog, traveled to Europe and had a baby! We’ve had adventures aplenty and thousands (yes, thousands) of pictures to document it!
I thought I’d take this post to recount how we met and subsequent proposal story for everyone to enjoy:) I may even slip some pics in there to keep it interesting!
Hubs was roommates with two of my best guy friends from highschool. I’d been to their apartment a few times over the holidays (three separate years) and it finally took my 21st birthday to get us together! See, all my previous trips to their place just happened put me either a day early or a day late to meet him. I’d seen pictures of him and knew his major (he was a HOT geek – I just knew we’d have tons in common) and was begging his roomies to introduce him but alas it didn’t happen – until that fateful night! Hind sight being 20/20 it’s best that we met when we did because neither of us would have been ready for the relationship that ensued if we’d met earlier. Anywho..I digress…we (his roomies, my BFF, and myself) were all heading out of my 21st. They suggested we stop by their apartment and grab the infamous roommate since he was in town. Needless to say, I was excited! We started up the stairs to their kitchen when I pulled my BFF aside and called dibs on the hot geek (childish I know but if you’ve ever seen my BFF – she’s hot and I just couldn’t take any chances). She had no problem stepping aside – hot geeks weren’t her type:)
Everyone was gathered in the kitchen when I spotted him. I maneuvered my way into his conversation circle and I guess you can say I just kind of butted in:) Little did I know what I was starting! After a while we all decided to test out my newly minted legal ID and head to the bar. I spent most of my night trying to get hubs to dance with me (he claimed he wasn’t much of a dancer – i proved him wrong!). By the end of the night we were inseparable.
Funny side story: I gave him my number at the end of the night we met but he lost it! He ended up calling everyone in the phonebook with my last name until he found me!
We’d been dating a while. Heck, we even moved across country and moved in together. I told him that I wouldn’t do either of those unless he was completely committed and planned on marrying me at some point. Obviously he agreed since we packed up our lives and moved from PA to CA after graduation.
I knew it would be a few years before he proposed – we’d just started our real jobs and had lots of saving to do. So, I waited patiently…and waited…and waited…:) After a while every special even got me super excited because that could be it! Well, time and time again it wasn’t and I was really getting anxious. I wanted to marry him and I wanted to do it now! To quote When Harry met Sally “when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible” – yea, that was me!
Finally we had an awesome trip planned to Canada to spend the week in Banff National Park. Now, we shared a bank account at this point and I knew what he had in savings. It hadn’t changed so I figured that it wouldn’t happen here either. I came to terms with that and went off to enjoy myself. Little did I know what he had planned:)
I should have been tipped off when he was sweating bullets going thru customs or when I tried to clean out the wrappers from his backpack and he freaked out on me. I should have also caught on that he didn’t take that backpack off for more than 10 seconds (it even laid next to his head when we slept..) I really should have caught on…but…I’d resigned myself to the fact that it wasn’t happening so I was oblivious…
His first attempt to propose was thwarted by an over friendly hiker. He started in on all the reasons why he loves me and it was so sweet when suddenly “tromp…tromp…tromp…Howdy ya’ll, you think this is a good place for camping” rings out behind us. Yea…way to kill the mood dude! Anyways, we go on with our trip and on the last day we take a canoe ride up the Bow River. He insists we pull off, beach the boat and go for a little walk to get more pics of Mt. Rundle. I resisted heavily – i didn’t want someone to take our boat or for it to float away. Really I was just too lazy to get my arse out of the boat:) Anyways…he convinces me, beaches the boat and we go walking into the field under the mountain (I still had my life vest on at this point…I was sure this would be a quick side trip).
He hands me the camera and tells me to take more pics, he needed to do something. With much complaining (we had a million pics of this mountain already) I turned around and started to snap some shots. Next thing I know he’s whispering in my ear about how much he loves me. I turn back and he’s on his knee spouting all kinds of wonderful things that I only partly remember today – “From the first time I said it until now and forever, I love you” then he asked me to marry him.
Shocked, I thought he’d just gotten caught up in the beauty of the scene and that he really didn’t have a ring on him (because I saw his bank account) and was like “of course I’ll marry you” like it was nothing. Then he pulls out a wad of socks and starts unwrapping. It wasn’t until then that I realized he had planned the whole thing! He had the ring wrapped up in like 10 hiking socks in the bottom of his bag this entire time! I think I said “oh my God” like a hundred times as he unwrapped things…I was shaking and just generally freaking out! He’d done it! He’d actually proposed!
Turns out he used his credit card to buy the ring (one I don’t have access to) – sneaky boy! And to top it off, a phone call to his “mom” at the start of our trip was really a phone call to my dad to ask for permission. He didn’t want to chance doing it any earlier because my mom and I are close and I’d totally figure it out if she knew. He had to get me out of the country first!
The wedding was perfect! They say that rain on your wedding day is good luck. Well, we had thunder, lighting, and torrential downpours…so, we’ll have lots of luck!!
Fast forward to today…
Okay, now this has gotten really long! After the wedding lived it up in Cali for a while. Then we packed our bags and headed back East to be closer to family. Within a few months of moving back we bought our first house. A year later got a dog and two years later had little Noah.
Okay, if you’re still with me here you must really love me:)