Mike and I met at a strange time. We were two different people, living in two different places, and in two different stages of life. However, we found comfort and humor in our conversations. About 8 years ago, before IM was creepy, we started talking. I immediately knew that this guy was it - yep I said it.
Lets skip ahead... I graduated high school and moved to Oshkosh, WI. A town filled with packer-wear, sweatpants, college walks of shame, and the BEST thrift stores (highlight). I went there to finally kill the distance and start my career, nursing. After two years of bullshit classes, I entered the nursing program. Mike and I, then moved-in together. You think after dating for 4 years it would be easy? Oh no. Instead, it was a challenge, but a great one. So, we graduated the same semester two years later. I found a job at the largest hospital in Milwaukee.
There was a month break before we could move into our apartment. I needed to study for my boards, so I moved in with my parents to fight the distraction. Let's get something out in the open, I am a huge nerd. I am one of those that panics about exams and cries if I don't get an A. I have no clue where that happened, because my parents never harped on me grades. Anyway, I needed breaks between the long hours of studying. My go-to's were walks and trespassing local Antique shops.
One beautiful day, my girlfriend (*cough* future maid of honor) and I found a gorgeous antique engagement ring. Like a dork I told Tara to let Mike know. She and I were thinking we would receive the typical response, "ask Santa." We were wrong. Those two collaborated and bought it-sneaky loves. When I returned it was gone. I tried not to think about it, but that was MY ring.
Now, Mike and I move into our sweet 2 bedroom apartment during a heat wave. Yes. The tenant prior had canceled the electricity, A/C was out of the question and apparently so was cleaning. We returned the next day to finish moving in. After the light was restored and the cleaning service left. We were finally alone. Music time.
Mike started one of his famous mixes. I started unpacking his ridiculous movie collection. Beatles.Who. Mike? Oh yes, I got the cheesy song. It was the perfect cheesy song. So, I noticed half way through and while placing Blade Runner in the bookcase. I turned around to find my handsome, sweaty boyfriend reaching for his back pocket.
This day was lovely. I found out all along he had my ring, got engaged, passed my nursing boards, and attended a Jason Mraz concert with friends. The Beginning.
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| My Ring. Photo credit Laurie Marie Photography. |
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| We're Engaged Email. Please pardon the photo, tiredness, and attire. |
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| The DeAngelo's/Don't Mess with Us/We Love Cotton Candy/ Summerfest |
