A Lifeguard and a Swim Coach We worked in the same Rec Center for four years before ever really speaking to each other. Angelo sat in the chair above me as I coached my 8&unders in the pool. When he finally got up the courage to ask me on a date (after a single conversation, mind you), he walked over confidently and and got straight to the point. What he was not expecting, however, was that I interrupted him mid-question to ask him what his name was. Oops :) Our first date was on Christmas Eve at his favorite sushi restaurant. Now every year on that night, we go back to that same restaurant to celebrate the best first date ever.
Wait... You Got Engaged WHERE?! We were on the way home from a Halloween Attraction in Olney, Maryland when I asked if I could bring up the "ring" conversation. I was driving down 370 with Angelo in the passenger seat. Something I said triggered Angelo into thinking *now* would be the perfect time to pop the question (regardless of the fact that it was 10:30 on a Saturday night driving down the interstate). So Angelo did what Angelo does and faked the world's worst stomach ache to get me to pull over. Now, this was no ordinary stomach ache. I'm talking agonizing screams, threats of throwing up, doubled over clenching of the gut, clawing at the windows... a 10/10 on rotten tomatoes. I pulled to the shoulder and sprinted around my Mazda. With cars zooming past, thinking we were going to die, Angelo got down on one knee, and asked, "would you wanna marry me?"