We met in grade school after he asked every girl in eighth grade to be his girlfriend. I said no. After that he transferred schools and I didn't see him again until four years after graduating high school. He recognized me, called me by the wrong name, and asked me out to dinner. He came to my house to pick me up and when he tried to open the car door for me I didn't realize what he was doing and asked if he wanted me to drive his car to our date. I had a beer and he had a soda and I thought, "this should be interesting."

On our one year anniversary he took me back to the pond right after we woke up. In pajamas, unbrushed hair, and morning breath he got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife. When I realized he was getting onto his knee, before he could ask me anything, I repeatedly said yes, until he told me to shut up so he could ask me. I said yes.