Times flies by so fast when you’re having fun.
The time is April 2005. I’m still working on my thesis. More importantly, I’m five months into “perfecting” my Lindy Hop. Jesse had been repairing the damage done from the previous four months. Sometime in May, he starts teaching a line dance called The Big Apple, and me having a voracious appetite for all things jazz and dance related I’m the first in line to learn it. A couple of weeks later, I’m (pathetically) attempting to dance the damn thing at our local swing dance venue, with Jesse and his wife, Candy.
July rolls around and I guess I had gotten the attention of another dancer, (other than the one’s going, “What the heck was that?”) and being only one of three others up on the dance floor, I guess it wasn’t hard. Emily was cute and had quite the personality, we went on our first date. At Trader Joe’s (romantic!). But before I knew it, I was helping her move (unfortunately) to Long Beach.
Four months of a long distance relationship and a job offer at Google, we move up together to the Bay Area make ourselves a (very) tiny home in Mountain View, CA. We’ve lived up here for almost four years now and we’ve been so lucky to have them together. Now with Emily launching her successful wedding photography business, she’s also inspired me to do great things. Forget about waiting until tomorrow. While we’ve had our ups and downs, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Although I’m taking offers.
Just kidding!
Thanks for everything, babe… and Happy Anniversary.
Yay!
Aw! You guys rule. Happy day you two!!!
Happy Anniversary! You two make me happy. Miss you both!
echoing the yay!
echoing the yay!