We're getting married!

We met at the worst Mexican restaurant in all of Atlanta, with a beautiful view of the interstate. We talked and laughed for almost three hours, and when Domenic went to the restroom, the table next to us leaned over and asked, "Is this a first date?? It's going REALLY well!" They were very drunk - but they were also very right. We've been laughing and eating tacos ever since.

In May of 2020, we had been locked inside for a few months (something about a pandemic?), so Melanie's sweet parents let us use their house on Lake Martin, Alabama for Memorial Day weekend. We boated and jetskiied and swam our lil' butts off. On Sunday, a storm rolled through so we came inside and napped and snuggled our pup Maeby and listened to the storm - and all of a sudden, Domenic was on one knee with the prettiest ring in all the darn world. He said sweet things and asked a question. She cried and said yes.