We’re Getting Married!

Ironically, we met as kids (but he doesn’t remember). Later on in life, we began to work together. He would come to the U of M kitchen wearing a full suit, gators and jewlery... I always thought he was doing too much, but now that I think about it, I was too. He was the midnight boss (and a hell of a hard worker might I add) and I would SLAVE for him. He found it easy to ask me to haul butt around that hospital - I didn’t give up a fight when asked to do something (now I do, lol). I believe this is when he started to SEE me. I, on the other hand, thought he was a big GOOF and wasn’t interested. The hospital crew would go out together and he would randomly text me asking “Where the party at”? I’m thinking, “This guy does not stop partying”. Eventually, those “where the party at” texts began to be “how you doing” or “how was your day”. And the rest is history...