The Story of Us

So...this is actually not a post about mile high baking. Instead, I decided to post my "how we met" story of my husband and I. It was definitely a whirlwind courtship - we met at the end of March, started dating in the beginning of April, moved in together in September, got engaged in October and eloped in December...all in the same year. I joked with my family that we got married so quickly because I wanted my husband and I to be able to stay in the same room when we visited my parents for Christmas.

It may seem quick to the outsider - and I admit, if it hadn't happened to me I'd be skeptical - but we knew what we had was something special and unlike anything we had experienced before. And, although I hate to admit it, we aren't spring chickens anymore. Before meeting, each of us knew what we wanted and deserved and wouldn't settle for anything less. And we didn't.

Once upon a time there was a girl who lived in Maryland

who needed a change and decided to move to Colorado.

She had a friend

who had a cousin

who lived in Denver.

They messaged a few times and decided to meet up shortly after she arrived.

It took them no time at all to realize there was something more.

They shared many happy adventures together.

One day, the boy asked the girl to marry him and she said yes!

They knew they couldn't wait and quickly ran off to the mountains

where they were married.

And then they lived happily ever after.