Burr! It's going to be cold, bundle up and meet us in Montana!

It was the 5th of July, just a few short weeks after I had moved to Nashville. I was out with some of my girlfriends, and spotted a cute guy wearing cowboy boots and wranglers and couldn't walk by without saying hi. Little did we know, as Cole Swindell puts it, that would be our last single Saturday night! That night we exchanged numbers, and went on our first date a couple weeks later. After a long dinner filled with talking about our families, our faith, and hunting (of course) we both walked out of the restaurant knowing this was a forever kind of thing!