You could call it cliche, but we say it was fate. Seth was playing with his band, Margaret was visiting a friend. It felt right. She wrote her number on his hand. He asked her how he would read it, she said "you'll figure it out." He did. Their first date couldn't last long enough. It was over veggie pizza they thought, "okay, this could be something."

On a gray Tuesday, cuddled on the couch waiting for the impeding snow storm that called us both out of work, we discussed our future and our hopes and dreams. Under the guise of practice, Seth pulls Margaret into the middle of their living room. He started a speech, she started to cry, it started to snow. She said yes! We are so excited to celebrate the start of our lives together with you!