We met at a Sigma Chi house party our freshman year at OU. That night Eric was a sober monitor in charge of making sure that none of the fraternity brothers got too incapacitated. Brooke was walking down the crowded hallways looking for her friends and suddenly bumped into this tall, slightly older looking boy who tried to play Coy. Being the southern gentleman/horrible sober monitor that he was Eric offered Brooke a drink. The rest is history and 8 years later we are FINALLY getting married.

Eric proposed to Brooke on the Alexander III Bridge in Paris, France as the sun was setting over the Eiffel Tower. Eric swore he would never take an engagement ring over seas. Well for good reason because that trip our luggage was lost by the airlines which originally had the engagement ring inside.