Welcome to our wedding website! In these pages you will find everything your looking for including schedules, registry, RSVPs, and a few extras. Below, is Our Story. It starts off with how we met, then how we got together, and finally the day we got engaged. Feel free to explore our website, and let me know if there is any info that you need that is missing! I can't believe that Matt and I are finally getting married! And I can't wait to celebrate with all of the people that mean the world to us. We love you!

As many of you know, Matt and I met in high school. We we're in marching band together, I played the clarinet and he played the saxophone. We kind of knew who each other were, but never really spoke, until a fateful bus ride to an away game. My usual bus buddy had just gotten a boyfriend, so she wanted to sit with him (eye roll) and my other friend was in an intense conversation with another guy about I can't remember what, but I'm sure it was something stupid. Anyway I had no one to sit by and my friend Katie Commons suggested I sit with Matt. But which Matt?! There were like six of them, four of which were just intolerable. So I sat there, hoping and praying it wasn't the one who doesn't understand personal space or the one who doesn't know how to cover sneezes, or Holy moly... PLEASE not the one who has never heard of deodorant! This is an hour long bus ride people! Then Matt, my Matt, climbs those bus steps and asks if I'm the one his friends told him to sit by. We talked for a while, I can't remember what about. Matt brought his iTouch (I know... I know so 2010) and we listened to the instrumentals from Pirates of the Caribbean. We sang and conducted our way through a half hour's worth of awesomeness, annoying the crap out of my section leader sitting across the isle, which I was happy about because the guy was arrogant and obnoxious. It was the most fun I had in a long time, ever maybe. We didn't really know anything about each other, but by the end of that drive we were like best friends who hadn't seen each other in years.

On Thursday, February 3rd in 2011, my heart was pounding in my ears. It felt as though my stomach was going to fall out from under me. You see, there was this guy, a really sweet, funny, wonderful guy whose family I had met and already fell in love with. I heard through the high school grapevine that he liked me more than just a friend, and I did too. I was never the girl who would wait around until the guy got smart enough to take the first step, so I decided that day to take the plunge. I thought I was going to pass out...but I stayed strong and true to myself and I texted him at lunch to meet me in the band hallway. I was shaking and my heart was racing, I don't know if I've ever been so nervous in my life. When I saw him walk through the door, my heart skipped and I tried not to seem like I was freaking out. The next few moments I can't even remember, I think I blacked out. I don't remember what I said, only that he said he would think about it. THINK ABOUT IT?! Dude. I just laid my heart out and you'll think about it and get back to me? I'm not selling girl scout cookies! Fast forward about an hour later, which felt like an eternity, and my phone buzzes. He wants to talk after band practice, which is why I remember this was a Thursday. After practice, he pulls me aside and we agree that we're "a thing" as he put it. Evidently, his mom was driving both of us home that day, man that car ride was awkward. Eight years later, to the day, Matt and I are taking the next big...major...monumental step. Eight years of laughter, tears, ups and downs, and of course love. Eight years putting up with each other, and I couldn't imagine spending my life without him. Matt is my rock, my lobster, my sword in the darkness, and my very best friend.

Matt and I had talked about moving our relationship forward for a little less than a year. We talked about it sooner, but we both agreed that neither of us were ready. So sometime in April, UPS dropped off a package. I am oh so easily excitable about these types of things so I asked Matt, who was sitting next to me, if I could open it even though it was addressed to him. He said it was ok, since he knows how much joy I get from opening stuff, and then half way through he freaks out, grabs it from my hand and says "you can't see this." Okay that was weird, whatever. We were in our last semester at UCF, and the pressure was immense. The exams, the term papers, planning the after party with all these people, finding a job, the list never seemed to end, like the bottomless pit that is the laundry hamper. With all this craziness, I had completely forgotten about that odd mishap with the package. Fast forward to graduation day... It was such a fun day. We had matching cap decorations and got so many compliments. We got to experience the whole thing together, just like in high school, and my name was called right behind his. Afterwards, we all gathered in the student union on the big Pegasus seal that you're not supposed to step on until after graduation or you'll never graduate. I got my pictures with Kim and Bobby since all three of us are now grads, and then got some with Matt, and then it was time to move on. Then Matt's all "one more" and I'm like no, it's someone else's turn don't be difficult. He gave me that face, (eye roll) fine. So I stood there on the Pegasus seal, and Matt dropped on one knee, and the rest is a blur!