We're Getting Married!

The first time I saw Stephanie, I knew she was the one. The second she walked in the room my heart stopped and I knew that I had to be with her. - At least, that's what I wish I could say. In reality, I don't remember the first time I met her, but that's okay, because she doesn't remember me either. Also, we don't remember the second time. We are terrible. But that's okay, because we are terrible together. Wait, that sounds bad. Many people try to claim that they are the ones to thank for us getting together. There is our friend Jennifer, who was the mutual friend who invited many of her friends out to that first bar where we (allegedly) met. A year later or so she invited us to her birthday celebration at Medeival Times. I didn't believe that Steph was there until I saw photo proof. A couple years later or so me and Steph start jobs at AT&T with Jennifer's help, where we actually end up meeting. But then we didn't start to become friends until we ended up on the same team together, which if you think about it, was pretty much just the luck of the cards. Our friend Lewis' claim is that he sat between us on said team, and thus it was through him that we met. Mo's claim is that our relationship didn't blossom until he left for Pakistan for 3 weeks, and since the three of us usually ate lunch together, it became just me and Steph. I'm not sure if Chris has a claim, him participating in a bet with Jennifer about whether or not we would have our first kiss during our beach trip to the Bahamas us four took as a group. Spoiler alert, we did, in the ocean - a nice salty kiss. I'll go ahead and give the Bahamas' beach allure the credit here over these other dreamers who wish they could take credit. But seriously though, I could't imagine my life without her at this point. So I'm locking that @#$% down. Sealing the deal. I assume she feels the same because she said yes. So come celebrate with us at our wedding.