We're Getting Married!

Our official first date was Reagan's birthday, which Adam kicked off by borrowing Bailey’s dog as his wingman (it worked). We walked the dogs, hit a couple trails and ended up with a beer at Loaded Questions. Smooth. Date two? A concert with Adam’s parents. Nothing says “slow burn romance” quite like meeting the parents immediately. Afterwards, we talked for hours, had our first kiss and somehow kept hanging out. Since then: there have been trips, weddings, nephews and two unfortunate scooter accidents (one that may have helped pay for the ring). We moved in together in July 2024, and a year later, we went for a picnic at Four Tree Island. Adam planned to leave for ice cream and a movie, but instead proposed. Cue magical moment + ugly crying. Now we’re here—sharing way too much personal info so you’ll come to our wedding, eat, drink and dance like you like us.