We met at his bar. I had just moved to town two months prior. I walked down into Steps Tavern and sat at the end of the bar texting my best friend, Melissa, what in the heck was I doing at a bar by myself?? I sat there and drank my Moscow mule for an hour. Eventually, Dan walked over, playing with his black hoodie strings. He asked me how I got here from California and when I told him that I could count on one hand how many times I've been in the snow and that I would love to learn how to ski or snowboard he asked, "Do you want to go tomorrow?" The rest is history. We've been attached to each other's hip ever since. I love my midwestern-born mountain guy and can't wait to make him my forever babe!