Wedding Blog

… A very good place to start! (Props if you recognize that “song from a movie” quote :)…

Anyways, I felt I should introduce myself and the mister a little bit more.

Our “how we met” story is actually kind of cute (as most of them are): We both lived in this tiny dorm freshman year, way out on the edge of campus with only about 30 freshman total in it. He was on the varsity football team and I played for the women’s soccer team and then we were both awarded a conference “Rookie of the Week” honor the same week! And the rest, my friends, is history…

He says he had a crush on me from the beginning; I just thought we were good friends. We didn’t actually start dating until November of senior year but once we got together, we never looked back and deep down, I always knew this is where we would end up. Here’s a picture of us from college, way back in the day:

(Personal Photo)

This was taken during senior week, our last week of college before graduation. I remember it was the first time he (very drunkenly) told me he would “never not love me.” After I worked out the double negative there, I was touched. And officially head over heels.

After we graduated, we moved down to Miami, where Mr Trail Mix grew up. After a rough start (car broken into, lost a job), I finally found an apartment and a job at a running store, all the while cultivating a love for University of Miami football and a raw bar with great happy hour specials in Miami’s Coconut Grove called Monty’s. Here’s a (terrible) picture of us there:

(Personal Photo)

One year living in south Florida’s humid, tropical weather was enough for me (and 3 hurricanes in 2 months didn’t help either… do you remember Katrina, Rita and Wilma? I do, because Miami was dominated by all 3 of them.)

So in spite of my sadness at leaving my boy, I picked up and moved to Ithaca, NY to start a master’s program in Exercise and Sport Science. 2 years later, we were still doing the long-distance thing: 1 weekend a month flying from either upstate New York or Miami to see each other. Then, finally, Mr Trail Mix was accepted into business school in New York City and we’ve been living in our shoebox apartment ever since.

While our two years of being in a long-distance relationship weren’t easy, our relationship is stronger because of it. We appreciate being in each other’s company so much more and know better than to take one another’s presence for granted. Our communication skills have also greatly improved.

So here we are, living in a teeny tiny studio in Manhattan (and I do mean tiny… 300 square feet doesn’t go very far), engaged and enjoying life. We’ve been through a lot together, we’ve grown up in many ways together and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

What’s your “how we met” story?