Weddingbee Blog

The Jam story began in early 2006, when my college friend’s boyfriend was supposed to come visit her. Unfortunately, her roommate also planned on having an obscene number of visitors that same weekend, so my friend’s boyfriend decided to spend his weekend visiting his best friend (enter Mr. Jam into this insane mix) at a different college two hours away.

Are you confuzzled? I know, it’s so weird. But it gets better.

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So with a mix of “Classes-are-killing-me-and-I-miss-my-dude-and-now-what-will-I-do-with-my-available-weekend?” running through her mind, my up-for-anything friend decided to take a road trip with me as her copilot. At the time, this included literally dragging me out of the confines of my room and not letting me say no. Also, at the time, I thought she was being a brat.

In a fit of rebellion, I wore a J.Lo-esque baby pink velour jumpsuit, refused to wear a stitch of makeup, and left for our road trip with soaking wet hair. Hindsight is clearly 20/20, people, and I preferred a comfy outfit over the prospect of a relationship. I know. This is killing me, too.

Upon arriving at our destination and spotting her boyfriend’s best friend—who we were going to be staying with—I realized my fashion faux pas. There I was, standing in front of a hunk of burning love, dressed like a wet-rat-slash-teenybopper sans concealer.

Oh. The. HORROR.

Long story short, I ditched the velour, and our long-distance relationship began that very night. Even cooler, we discovered that we were from rival towns 15 minutes away from each other, which makes going home for the holidays incredibly easy. We’re lucky, we know.

The Jams one week into dating:

And the Jams almost five years into dating, about six months ’til the wedding:

Oh, how I loves me some Mister Jam. And you know what’s so cool? Literally just days ago, we got an amazing call: the couple who inadvertently hooked us up is now engaged! Let the double wedding bells ring!

So what about you guys out there? Anybody else get dragged out of bed to meet their soulmate? Did friends introduce you without the intention of you falling in love? Spill your strange meet-up stories—I’m aching to hear the deets!