Weddingbee Blog

Hello again…

Still very excited to be here! Weeeeeee!

I thought we’d start off by talking about how Mr. Brooch and I met and um, yes, me confessing that he’s my best friend’s brother! It’s kind of a funny story how it all happened because if it wasn’t for his sister (or for my brother), we wouldn’t have met!

Mr. Brooch’s sister and I were really good friends in college. My sophomore year, my roommate (now my MOH) and I took a trip Panama City Beach, Florida, and one of our other college buddies brought his sis (now my FSIL). Immediately, the three of us clicked, and when we got back to school, we hung out all the time and became the very best of friends!

This was before Mr. Brooch was in the picture.

Are you following?

This is us (FSIL on the left, MOH in the middle, and me) when we first met:

Not long after our trip, Mr. Brooch moved to town. He didn’t have any friends because he was new to the college, and so, naturally, he met his sister’s friends (including me). We kind of just saw each other here and there, but I remember at one point, we ran into each other on campus and talked for a while. We exchanged numbers, but nothing really happened.

Mr. Brooch always jokes that I never gave him the time of day at first, but that’s not true! I was just in my old world, and I didn’t really know him! Once I got to know him, I was infatuated!

A few months after our encounter on campus, he heard from his sis I was going to a cafe on campus for Bible study, and he called asking if he could join me. “Sure! Why not?” I said. We actually lived really close to each other, so he walked to my house, and together we walked to campus.

This is when I really got to see his sweet side!! He bought me a coffee when we got there, and at one point during the evening when I got a little choked up, he put his hand on my leg! During our walk home, he even picked a flower for me (so cute, right?), but we went our separate ways, and a few more weeks passed.

This time my brother came to town, and we were planning a road trip to the beach for Fourth of July weekend. He was going for a job opportunity, and I didn’t have plans, so I signed on. Would you believe Mr. Brooch called just minutes before we walked out the door!? Our conversation went something like this:

Mr. Brooch: What cha doing?

Me: About to go to the beach with my brother.

Mr. Brooch: Oh maybe I’ll go! I’ve got family down there!

I thought, He’s really inviting himself? Geez!! Meanwhile, my brother is in the background waving his hands in the air, saying, “Let ’im come! I’m tried of people thinking we’re dating!” Haha! A few minutes later we picked up Mr. Brooch and headed down the highway.

Right away, I liked how Mr. Brooch got along with my brother. They really hit it off, and a few hours later, Mr. Brooch and I started to hit it off too. When we got to our destination, we had to drop my brother off to have dinner with the prospective employer, and during our hour alone, we talked A LOT. Well, at least I did. He was so inquisitive. He wanted to know everything about me.

Yeah, yeah, I know. He was laying it on thick!

The rest of the weekend, we had a ball. My brother’s employer actually let the three of us crash on his yacht (I’m not kidding! It was the coolest thing, ever!), and we spent our days at the beach. I’d read, and my brother and Mr. Brooch would ride the waves. We spent the evenings eating out and going to local clubs.

Finally, on the Fourth of July, I realized there were sparks flying between Mr. Brooch and me. Something had happened; something was different, and I started to really like him! It was really sweet, too, because we ended up flirting the whole way home. Sweet and awkward! Hello!! My brother was there!

Anywho, when we got back, we didn’t want to part ways. Like ever. We started hanging out during the week. We went out to eat and we watched movies together. He was like my new best friend and, yeah, obviously he still is!

Here are some pictures of us from the early days…

This is us now…

How did you and your fiancé meet?