...there lived a beautiful, country-singin', South African Lil Lady and a tall, bearded, and VERY charming Cowboy (who's obviously writing this tale). On a Sunday afternoon, after flying through the night on a red-eye back to LA, the Lil Lady was invited to church with her roommates. Forgoing sleep, she obliged and went to the service. After church, everyone in the congregation gathered outside in the courtyard. There was a buzz in the air that day (on account of it being Super Bowl Sunday) and everyone was in a chipper mood. Cowboy was standing outside talking with his buddies, trying to decide where they wanted to grab lunch. As they debated, Cowboy spotted someone new in the distance. It was a lady, a Lil Lady. His keen eyes focused in on her. He noticed the way she smiled, the way she laughed, and the way she seemed to gracefully float through the crowd. He knew in that moment he had to meet her, so he left his friends to go say hello. Unfortunately for him there were a lot of people in the courtyard that day - and by the time he finally made it to where she was standing, she had already gone. Cowboy took the slow and sad walk back to his buddies, knowing he had missed something special. But that's when something unexpected happened. Maybe it was luck, maybe it was fate, or maybe it was an "atta boy" from God for not missin' a Sunday in over two years, but as he walked back to his friends he saw that the Lil Lady was standing there talking with them. Not willing to miss another opportunity to meet this woman, Cowboy pushed his way through the crowd and made his way to her. After arriving back to his group, he took a breath, extended his hand, and said "I'm Theodore, it's nice to me you." She replied "I'm Danielle, but my friends call me Dani. It's nice to meet you too." And the rest is history...