The Real Story Of How We Met
Hello again!
I went and saw another wedding venue today. T is in Colorado for one of his close friends bachelor party so I went and saw it with my Mom. I'll let you know more about it later :)
Anyway, I got to thinking about how you all know about how T proposed (read about it here; He Proposed! ) but you don't know how we met.
There are two sides to this story. T has his story about how it happened. But I am going to set the record straight.
The summer we met was the summer after I graduated high school. I had decided to go to Fort Hays for college and was super excited. I got a letter saying I was roomed with a girl I didn't know so I looked her up on Facebook. (It turns out she and I had requested other people so it was a mix-up with the housing so we didn't end up rooming together) While I was on Facebook, I decided to look up some other people that had the tag, Fort Hays State University attached to their page. I was trying to make a new start in a new town and make friends. After looking through a lot of the people with the tags and adding some people that I thought I would or could make friends with, I saw a really cute guy. Now, here is where T and I disagree. I say that I simply was trying to make friends and saw his very handsome profile picture. So naturally, I added him and hoped for the best. T says that I "was being a Facebook stalker and creeped on a bunch of people before I got to him. Then added him." You can see why I dislike him telling people that, right? Well in late July, my Dad, Step-Mom, and sisters went to South Carolina to our favorite vacation spot - Hilton Head Island. And long after I had added him on Facebook, I get a message from T. Just a simple, "Do I know you?" I've never been good at flirting but somehow I was able to confidently respond, "Nope." I thought that was going to be the end of it...but I got a response. "Just thought you were someone I knew...So what's up"
We then continued to talk for hours. A really long time. My family can tell you, it got annoying. So I gave him my phone number so we could text each other. That only made us more annoying. We were in constant contact pretty much the whole time I was in South Carolina. I distinctly remember a time when my step-mom, A, and I were grocery shopping and my phone continued to beep. I got frustrated because when there was a lull in conversation, T would say, "So?" I remember saying to A, "Why does he keep just saying "so"?!" She then explained to me that it just meant he wanted to talk to me, but didn't know what to say or ask. Then I was really flattered and tried to start asking him questions so we could keep talking.
I'll fast forward to a few weeks later to when we started talking about meeting. He knew that I was coming to school in August but we wanted to meet before then. I started hinting about going on a date before I got to school. He eventually look he hint and invited me over so he could cook for me.
I agreed, and we set a date to meet. Now some people will say, 'Did you feel scared to go meet him?' or 'You didn't even know him personally, but you were going to drive two hours to meet him?' My answers to those questions are; I was scared but in a good way. I had a good feeling. I never even considered T was a bad guy or anything like that. Meeting T was one of the things where I trusted my heart completely and just went for it. Plus, we talked for several weeks and had talked on the phone a lot. Now, this was before the TV show Catfish was really big so it never really crossed my mind that he wouldn't be who he said he was. When thinking back on it now, I'm very surprised I was allowed to go see him.
Fast forward to the day of the date. I drove to Hays to see him, getting more and more nervous the closer to town I got. Anyway, I pull up to his apartment and knock on the door. A guy that doesn't look familiar at all (but is now the Officiant at our wedding and has been T's best friend forever, my best friend since about two weeks after this day) answers the door. Now, before I was able to say anything-'hello, you look nothing like your pictures, why'd you lie to me'-this guy yells, "T****, your girl's here!" And from around the corner, I see a guy that looked exactly like the pictures I'd seen and was just so handsome. He said, "Hi, come on in." He sounded just like the guy on the phone. I smiled and walked in. From then on we had a great first date.
So that's the story of how we met. How I followed my heart, didn't second guess it and it lead me to a man that gets me, a man that takes care of me, a wonderful man that will be my husband in 11 months. I can't wait.
I went and saw another wedding venue today. T is in Colorado for one of his close friends bachelor party so I went and saw it with my Mom. I'll let you know more about it later :)
Anyway, I got to thinking about how you all know about how T proposed (read about it here; He Proposed! ) but you don't know how we met.
There are two sides to this story. T has his story about how it happened. But I am going to set the record straight.
The summer we met was the summer after I graduated high school. I had decided to go to Fort Hays for college and was super excited. I got a letter saying I was roomed with a girl I didn't know so I looked her up on Facebook. (It turns out she and I had requested other people so it was a mix-up with the housing so we didn't end up rooming together) While I was on Facebook, I decided to look up some other people that had the tag, Fort Hays State University attached to their page. I was trying to make a new start in a new town and make friends. After looking through a lot of the people with the tags and adding some people that I thought I would or could make friends with, I saw a really cute guy. Now, here is where T and I disagree. I say that I simply was trying to make friends and saw his very handsome profile picture. So naturally, I added him and hoped for the best. T says that I "was being a Facebook stalker and creeped on a bunch of people before I got to him. Then added him." You can see why I dislike him telling people that, right? Well in late July, my Dad, Step-Mom, and sisters went to South Carolina to our favorite vacation spot - Hilton Head Island. And long after I had added him on Facebook, I get a message from T. Just a simple, "Do I know you?" I've never been good at flirting but somehow I was able to confidently respond, "Nope." I thought that was going to be the end of it...but I got a response. "Just thought you were someone I knew...So what's up"
We then continued to talk for hours. A really long time. My family can tell you, it got annoying. So I gave him my phone number so we could text each other. That only made us more annoying. We were in constant contact pretty much the whole time I was in South Carolina. I distinctly remember a time when my step-mom, A, and I were grocery shopping and my phone continued to beep. I got frustrated because when there was a lull in conversation, T would say, "So?" I remember saying to A, "Why does he keep just saying "so"?!" She then explained to me that it just meant he wanted to talk to me, but didn't know what to say or ask. Then I was really flattered and tried to start asking him questions so we could keep talking.
I'll fast forward to a few weeks later to when we started talking about meeting. He knew that I was coming to school in August but we wanted to meet before then. I started hinting about going on a date before I got to school. He eventually look he hint and invited me over so he could cook for me.
I agreed, and we set a date to meet. Now some people will say, 'Did you feel scared to go meet him?' or 'You didn't even know him personally, but you were going to drive two hours to meet him?' My answers to those questions are; I was scared but in a good way. I had a good feeling. I never even considered T was a bad guy or anything like that. Meeting T was one of the things where I trusted my heart completely and just went for it. Plus, we talked for several weeks and had talked on the phone a lot. Now, this was before the TV show Catfish was really big so it never really crossed my mind that he wouldn't be who he said he was. When thinking back on it now, I'm very surprised I was allowed to go see him.
Fast forward to the day of the date. I drove to Hays to see him, getting more and more nervous the closer to town I got. Anyway, I pull up to his apartment and knock on the door. A guy that doesn't look familiar at all (but is now the Officiant at our wedding and has been T's best friend forever, my best friend since about two weeks after this day) answers the door. Now, before I was able to say anything-'hello, you look nothing like your pictures, why'd you lie to me'-this guy yells, "T****, your girl's here!" And from around the corner, I see a guy that looked exactly like the pictures I'd seen and was just so handsome. He said, "Hi, come on in." He sounded just like the guy on the phone. I smiled and walked in. From then on we had a great first date.
So that's the story of how we met. How I followed my heart, didn't second guess it and it lead me to a man that gets me, a man that takes care of me, a wonderful man that will be my husband in 11 months. I can't wait.
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| Our first picture together |
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