Grahm asked me to be his girlfriend two years ago today. (You can still celebrate that after you get married, right?) This is a picture of us as baby face trolls, just starting out in a relationship. Hence, the ungodly amount of awkwardness. (What in the name of Aunt Jemima are my bangs doing?)
We went to the same itty bitty Christian school, just not at the same time. (He's an old fart, so he graduated three years before me.) Mutual friends of ours, Jon and Laura, had been scheming to get us together. (I think I'm gonna have to give them our first child to repay our debt or something.) Here they are at our wedding.
Grahm and I went out twice in Oklahoma. I thought he was adorable (still do). We started talking, because that's basically the only thing we could do after our first two dates... cause oh, did I mention? He lived in Tampa. He had to go back to Florida to finish up his degree. I was still in Oklahoma, finishing mine. Do the math and that's a whole lot of mileage between us. Not a good start to a relationship. (I was the kind of person who judged people in LDR. "Pshhh. How do you think THAT'S gonna work? He can't even come change a tire for you.")
Well karma kicked me in my overly plump buns.
Several weeks and a million phone conversations later, he flew down to see me. (Last night he informed me that he was broke at the time. Talk about priorities. Girl? Food? Girl? Paying rent? Girl, it is!)
We went to sushi and ice cream, a classic date night for us even now. He told me he was in this 110 percent and really wanted to explore "us" further. I almost broke it off a few hours later. I mean, the guy lived in FLORIDA. Not exactly a hop, skip, and jump away. And if you don't already know by now, I'm super needy. I didn't think I was cut out for this long distance thing.
For some reason I didn't break it off before it even had a chance to begin. (A good thing too, because I'm basically the bomb.com at LDRs.)
We Skyped the crap out of each other, sent letters/packages, and visited each other as often as possible. It sucked, but we managed. It helped that we weren't used to seeing each other every day. A few months later, he graduated and moved to Oklahoma. And now, here we are... two little Roaches in love. Life has been some kinda crazy wonderful... but mostly crazy.