Heather, who originally lived in Chicago at the time, was in the suburbs for a family party. We then decided to go out to a legendary bar called Bandito Barney's- she was very skeptical of this place. Jeff, who lived 2 minutes from this so called legendary bar that he visited often, was out with friends bar hopping and trying to beat everyone in darts. Heather looks over and across the bar sees this extremely good looking man staring laser beams at her. Jeff is wondering where this gorgeous angel appeared from. This staring contest goes on for about 5 minutes before Heather had to walk over and hope Jeff would actually say something to her. His first shouted word to her was HEY!....and the rest is history

Heather planned a dinner this particular night to celebrate an early birthday outing for Jeff. That morning Heather received a phone call that she landed a new job after leaving Chicago and moving to Saint Charles. We had a lot to celebrate! We walked to La Mesa in downtown Saint Charles where we had a couple of margaritas and tacos. Jeff hardly ate, let alone barley even spoke the entire dinner. Heather was oblivious. Jeff complained of a stomach ache and went to the bathroom, which he never does at restaurants. Heather is still oblivious. We leave and start to walk home when Heather notices this odd sheet hanging over the lamppost before the bridge to get to our house. She askes if some weird witchcraft is about to happen, not even noticing the 20 romantic candles lit around the park bench in front of the river. Jeff then leads her toward the park bench, gets down on one knee, and neither of them have any idea what was said, other than is this real, YES!