We’re Going Camping!

Technically the first time we met was at a company picnic because our fathers worked together, we were probably ten years old. Jake was so sure that I couldn’t beat him up a rock climbing wall. Boy, was he wrong. We reacquainted later in life as adults on St. Patrick’s Day and it didn’t take long for us to become inseparable.

I tasked Jake with doing some grocery shopping, and when he came home he asked for my help unpacking the bags. He pushed one toward me and when I looked inside, there was my favorite bottle of wine, two small bottles of champagne and a ring box. I wasn’t sure if he was pulling my leg or not, sure enough he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him. Of course I said YES!