We met on the Fourth of July weekend at a mutual friend's house. Actually, fun story. He wasn't supposed to be there. It was supposed to just be the people from our job. Our friend invited him because she knew I thought he was cute. He didn't know my name. I stalked him the entire weekend. He was too dumb to notice. On the last night, we stayed up till 2 a.m. talking by the campfire. The rest is history.
We went camping at Fall Creek Falls over Labor Day weekend with the Maid of Honor and her partner. At the end of a long hike, we arrived at Buzzard's Roost, my favorite place on Earth. Briar, the MOH, was taking photos for us and all of the sudden, Ben was down on one knee!