Chad and I initially met on Tinder, cliche right? We never really made the time to meet each other in person, we just kind of talked here and there. Chad works oilfield, and that comes with a 2 week on - 2 week off schedule, making him pretty hard to get. I was working at my first healthcare job here in Casper as a CMA Mon-Fri, usually exhausted. Our schedules never really seemed to align and we both lacked serious interest due to our pasts. One Friday night shortly after I turned 21, my friend Courtney and I decided to go out for a few drinks and ended up at Butches here in Casper. For those of you that don't know Butches, be grateful, it's probably one of the trashiest bars here but always leads to one hell of night... that you typically don't end up remembering. Anyways, as Courtney and I were dancing our tails off, buzzed off of cranberry vodkas, I felt my phone vibrate. "Who's texting me at this hour?" I thought to myself - of course, it was Chad. By some coincidence, Chad was at the bar downstairs getting a beer. Being the brat I am, I told him to bring me a refill if he wanted to meet me in person (I was broke). Not long after, I see this roughneck walking up the stairs, Coors Light and Vodka Cran in hand. We ended up hitting it off and stayed at the bar until closing, being the goofiest versions of ourselves. After that night, we spent any and all the free time we had together. I remember finally telling my parents that I was talking to someone but I didn't know how it was going to go because he was "too nice". My dad helped convince me that there is no such thing as too nice and that it would be good for me. However, those of you that have gotten to know Chad, you know this man TRICKED me and was just waiting to be his sassy self. In all seriousness, I couldn't have dreamt of a better man for me and I cannot wait to take his last name. We've had one hell of a journey to get here and I still can't believe it all started with a Vodka Cran at Butches.