is what Nick would tell you if you asked him how we met. In reality, we met on a dating app, which never would’ve happened without Sebastian Schmiling, my lifelong best friend and expert wingman, who pushed me to put myself out there. The day after creating my dating profile, Nick and I matched, and we met two days later on July 11th at Kitty O’Reilly’s Pub in Sturgeon Bay. When I parked, I pulled in next to a blue truck with a big front bumper guard and the paint peeling off. I thought to myself, “I really hope this isn’t my date's truck.” Inevitably, when Nick and I went to leave that night, Nick got into that blue truck, and the rest is history.