It should come as no surprise that we met on a dating site. How else were you supposed to meet anyone in the middle of a global pandemic? Me a young and hungry professional, him a scrappy and talented engineer. Sounds normal enough, here is where it gets weird. After a week of talking we went on our first date, and was supposed to be lunch and museum turned into a whole night of fun. On our second date he asked me to be his girlfriend, and by the third date we had professed our love for each other (neither one of us knows the definition of the word slow). Four months later, while on Cape Cod for my birthday, I asked Ian to marry me. Yes, you read that correctly, for those of you who didn't know, I did the heavy lifting here. I am not a patient person and I knew what I wanted. So, now here we are knee deep in planning a wedding and we couldn't be happier (someone please offer me a movie or Netflix deal to make a script about this it would make millions).