Let's "I DO" this thing!

It’s a tale as old as time-Boy meets girl on a dating app in a Chili’s parking lot. That fateful right swipe that lead to amorous conversation with the likes of, “You’re not a guy right? Yeah, I’m definitely getting serial murdered”. Who could be surprised with dialogue like that and a potent mixture of clever puns, self-depreciating humor, and alcohol would be the catalyst to the greatest relationship I’ve ever known. Spenser Bell struck me with her eyes first - gold or green, it depends on the day. But what doesn’t change is the care and concern that pours out of those irises, not to mention smoldering beauty. How she imagined that a bald, baby-faced 30+ year old boy who doesn’t like children would be the human she would not only love, but live with in a house with 3 kids, we’ll mark down as women’s intuition. From early pancake dates and steaks before hitting a basement bachelor pad, a romance developed. We came from two different points in life, but we realized, somehow, we were better with each other close. We had adventures during the quarantine - a stay at home luau here, a cabin in the woods there, and a bungalow on a cold Lake Erie that forced that “L” word out. I am a fly by the seat of my pants, too loud man-child who met his warrior queen with more compassion & love than any individual I’ve ever known to exist. We are going to conquer the world. Meaning we'll raise 3 wonderful humans that probably won’t end up as super-villains (look out especially for Pearl), staying best friends forever, and to be the best versions of ourselves for each other- Look the fuck out because we are in ass-kicking mode and nothing is going to slow us down - except for when we don’t want to do anything but binge some Office - but we’ll kick ass at that too! I swiped right on this sultry brunette with a twinkle in her eye and bad-ass behind and I ended up meeting my perfect partner-my teammate for life. I love you Spenser Bell I’m going to marry the shit out of you.