Our Story
Amy
Bride
Once upon a time, in the magical kingdom of Done With Dating, lived two single people—Tim and Amy—who had been so thoroughly burned by past relationships they were basically emotional toast. Their on-line "Bumble" accounts still technically existed, each set with a strict 30-mile radius—just far enough to keep them from meeting… or so they thought. Tim, having reached his emotional deductible for the year, bought two cats and an RV—clearly preparing for a nomadic life where the only commitment he needed was a campground reservation. Amy, meanwhile, had also sworn off dating. She had a Bumble account only because her daughter Taylor said that is where she should be looking. But to really use Bumble, you had to pay. And Amy paying for something unnecessarily? That was comedy all on its own. So Amy's account sat there like an unwatered plant, existing but not thriving. Then came the miracle of March 10, 2025: the early arrival of Phoenix - aka the grandbaby so perfect he might as well have floated in on a sunbeam. While “Mamie” (Amy) was at Lee’s Summit helping daughter Haley with the new arrival, Bumble quietly updated her location. Suddenly—BAM!—she and Tim were within 30 miles of each other. A cosmic glitch… or Phoenix’s first matchmaking miracle. Tim saw her profile and sent a charming response to her “perfect first date” prompt. Unfortunately, Amy—being a loyal representative of the Frugal Nation—hadn’t paid for Bumble and therefore did not see it.
Tim
Groom
Two weeks passed... and then came The Email. For $2.99, Bumble promised her full access for 24 hours. No automatic renewal. No sneaky subscription. Just $2.99. This was basically Amy’s love language. Also, the email claimed she had over 100 likes. Sure, 90% were probably men holding dead fish, but still—100 likes is 100 likes. So Amy paid the $2.99. And there he was: Tim. Cute. Ambitious. And his idea of a perfect first date? Swoon-worthy. But there was a catch—he lived way too far away. Still, she messaged him. Sparks flew instantly. Then Tim realized she lived at the Lake of the Ozarks and was confused how the app even matched them. A quick detective session traced the glitch back to the birth of Phoenix, the tiny cupid who rearranged the Bumble radius. Tim wished her well and said, “Let me know if you're ever back in town and we can grab dinner.” End of story. Except… no. Because an hour later, apparently unable to resist her charm (or maybe the fates just wouldn’t shut up), Tim messaged again and asked her out that Friday. She said no—she had plans. Saturday? Still no. This woman had a life. Finally, he threw Sunday brunch on the table. Now that was irresistible. She agreed.
Phoenix
Matchmaker
They met at the Rusty Rooster, and it was instant magic. The kind where the waitress stops, looks at the two of them laughing, and says, “Aww, y’all are such a cute couple!” “First date,” they replied. The waitress almost dropped her notepad. The date was so good that Tim cancelled his afternoon plans and ended up joining Amy at her friend Sheila’s birthday party, where he met half the town and got unanimously approved like a well-seasoned casserole at a church potluck. From that weekend forward, they were hooked. In love. Meant to be. And it all started because Amy was willing to invest exactly $2.99 into her romantic future. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how Tim earned the legendary nickname: “Two-Ninety-Nine Tim.” The rest? Pure history. And maybe a little destiny—discounted at 90% off. Now here we are on the anniversary of that first date a year ago, Tim & Amy are truly starting their "beginning!"