A few of my close friends dragged me out to eat one night even though I was content with staying in. Thank the Lord they did because otherwise I wouldn't have met the most amazing woman. Ava ended up being our waitress. I won't say she was the most amazing server though, because my whiskey & Coke took much longer than expected...she blames the bartender, of course. Anyway, I thought she was beautiful, hard-working, and feisty so I wrote my number and a smooth one-liner on my receipt. Ava texted me a few days later, and the rest is history.

I worked at a Mexican restaurant while in undergrad at Georgia State. One night, a co-worker had become overwhelmed by a large party, so I offered to take over. As I was catching up on the party's orders, a very good-looking guy at the end of the table rudely informed me that they were *still* waiting for their drinks. So I figured he was a big ol' jerk and I didn’t pay attention to him for the rest of the night. Once they left, I was surprised to find the good-looking-jerk-guy’s phone number and a cheesy one-liner written on his receipt. I hadn’t intended to reach out to him, but luckily my best friend/roommate (now the Maid of Honor for our wedding) convinced me to text the Mystery Guy, and we set up a date. At promptly 8:00, he pulled up on a BEAUTIFUL bright red motorcycle. We said a brief hello, he gave me a geeky, flame-adorned helmet, and we left for our first date (which was wonderful). Afterward when we said our goodbyes, he handed me the helmet and said: ~~~~~~~~~ “You can just keep this,” and then he rode away without another word. ~~~~~~~~~ Talk about smooth! Once I was able to lift my jaw off the pavement, I realized he was a keeper. We’ve been happily together since our first date, and I am pleased to report that Daniel is never ever rude...his voice is just "like that" sometimes.