Our story starts on Bumble—where I had an almost suspicious level of luck. He was the only guy I ever messaged, something he still “hates” me for because, apparently, online dating was way too easy for me. We met at Yardhouse for our first date (after I showed up fashionably late), and what was supposed to be a quick meet-up turned into three hours of nonstop talking and laughing. Meanwhile, my best friend was secretly “monitoring” the date for safety… which somehow turned into a full-blown bingo game involving her date and the restaurant staff. At one point my mom called—three hours had passed with no update—and after I hung up, he asked if she was checking whether I needed an escape plan. He wasn’t wrong… and the fact that he immediately understood my family’s humor was the moment I knew he was something special. And that was the beginning of everything. 💛