Holy sh*t we're getting married!

We both had encouraging friends that basically coerced us into getting on a dating site. A few right swipes later, "Kerry" and Cat were a match. Cary made the first step with a mini interview: "Cats or dogs?" "Dogs, despite my name." "Well played. Next question, hot dogs or hamburgers?" "What game are we playing here?? Hamburgers." "Okay, just one last question. Speedboats, sailboats, or big trucks?" "Sailboats." "Congratulations. You can give me your phone number now." "Umm...not so fast. You have to earn it." A few weeks later, we finally met at a Starbucks (hey--we both love coffee shops more than bars). I had a soy latte, he had a black coffee. We were immersed in conversation for 4 hours as we strolled the streets of Winter Park. Three years later, we are sharing a home in Winter Park and getting married in one of the most coffee-centric countries (that also has epic surf and yoga)!