In college!
Go Ducks! (image source)
The slightly longer story:
It was the Tuesday of the second week of our first term of college. I only remember it was a Tuesday because I had no class that day, and I remember talking with a friend over AIM about whether I should be shlubby or sexy cute on my day off. She voted for sexy. It was one of those few October days in Oregon that was still actually sunny, so on went the short teeny tiny black ruffle skirt:
Remember when everyone had this skirt? (Image sourge)
I went about my day, merrily showing off my legs and my cute skirt. In the evening, I was talking with some girls down the hall from my dorm room, and somehow it came out that I hadn't been down to the boy's floor yet. *GASP* It was the second week and I hadn't even seen their hall?! Well, in my defense, the boys had been coming upstairs, so I hadn't felt any need to go. This wasn't good enough for the girls on my floor, though, and so downstairs I went. Turns out there was a boy down there who hadn't been up to the girl's floor yet (or if he had, we had passed each other in the night). Can you guess who he was?
This guy! (Personal photo)
There was instant chemistry between us, and we stayed up talking together until about 5am. Needless to say (but I'm going to say it anyway), we were both very tired at our Wednesday morning classes! Even though we both normally take relationships kind of slowly (as evidenced by our 6-7 years of dating before we got engaged), we started dating within a week.
Sophomore year at the pumpkin patch (personal photo)
And the rest, as they say, is history...or is it?
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