McGee's 2008: "Aren't you LSU Lindsay?" ... "Yeah, aren't you Bscott's friend?".... While the above conversation would have been a great start to a love story, ours didn't begin until years later. In 2011, the aforementioned BScott threw a housewarming party in Indy which was really just a thinly veiled way to introduce Lindsay to some new friends after a breakup. And as it turns out, reintroduce her to that one friend she met years before. Seven years of kickball leagues, tubing trips, concerts, Hawks Championships, Indy 500 races and fake bears tickets later we thought maybe we could be more than friends. Apparently we were late to what everyone else had already been thinking. In October 2018 we had our first date. John likes to refer to it as the "false start" and Lindsay calls it "bad date-aversary" - no matter whose story you prefer, sparks started to fly shortly after and by December we were inseparable. Since then, John has helped Lindsay expand her horizons. She's learned she loves nature and glamping (as long as there is wine), educational tours (as long as there is wine) and mediocre college sports (again, with the help of wine). John on the other hand has learned to be a stellar dog dad (as long as the weather is decent), what it feels like to be a champion (Geaux Tigers) and that using "Frat" as a phrase in your 30's isn't acceptable (unless you're in Vegas). This past January a living room fort was built, wine was poured and the question was asked. Since then it's been a whirlwind of excitement and pandemic uncertainty. We're so thankful for all of you and the support you've provided along the way. We can't wait to prove that despite the critics (and the memes) 2020 is going to be the best year yet! Cheers!