Jon and I have known each other since middle school. We were lucky enough to cause mayhem together on the same bus. Then as we got older, we’d carpool together with Jons best mates and now groomsmen to school. Spinning a mini van in 180’s down the dirt roads and trying to get air over the railroad tracks on our way there. Several more years of mischief ensued. Our favorite Friday night past time after football games would be to TP the neighbor boy and hope he wouldn’t egg us back in retaliation. Can’t say our friend Moose was spared from that fate. When I moved to Florida for a few years, Jon was the one person I would make a priority to see when I would come home for visits. I even wrote a rap on Anna Maria Island beach about him being a gym class hero with his good friend Mackie. If you ask Mackie, he will say he knew we were destined to be together after that moment. Once home, for 2 years straight and probably 5 nights a week, we spent countless hours making not so countless tallies in a notebook so we could prove if the boys or girls were better at euchre. Hate to admit it, but the boys significantly prevailed. As I write this, I can only picture the smirk on Mikes face as he reads that statement. For the longest time we got harped on from our best friends, Mike and Ashley, about when we were going to get together. Their nagging prolonged our love story because we are such stubborn people. Before we were “we”, we found ourselves being inseperable. Outside of hanging out with each other within our friend circle, we would play soccer together on a co-ed team and still do now every Tuesday night. We share the same interest in music. Twenty One Pilots are by far our favorite band ever. We went from doing 180’s carpooling together in high school to doing 180’s on the dance floor. It’s definitely safe to say I am marrying my bestest friend in the entire world and couldn’t be more thrilled about it! We hope you are too!