Mutley's Wedding Planning

 

Bride: K

  • East Coaster
  • Sushi enthusiast
  • Educator by trade
  • All-around nerd

Groom: A

  • Nor Cal Native
  • Fishing enthusiast
  • Works in construction (at least that is what he wanted the bride to believe - his actual title is project manager)
  • All-around jock
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How We Met

It was one of my girlfriend's birthday.  Her sister threw her a beach bonfire party.  I had had a very sh!tty week, but I went anyways.  What better than a bonfire, some wine and s'mores?  I didn't really know anyone there, but mingled amongst the group.  One guy caught my eye, but I was not in the mood for flirting.  He offered me his chair, but neglected to tell me it was wet.  I didn't fall for the trick and put a blanket down to keep my butt dry.  He kept talking to me.  I kept replying sarcastically.  He kept chipping away.  Two hours later with my armor broken down, it was time to go.  I went to give him a handshake, he laughed at me and gave me a big hug.  Then he drove away. 
I was thinking to myself "WTF! and figured I read the whole situation all wrong."  Yet, I couldn't stop thinking about him.  While going on several first dates, I couldn't shake him from my mind. 

Fast forward over a month, and said friend's sister texted me to ask if she can give the hott guy my number. (After thinking that we would all hang out again soon, he got impatient.  He convinced his roommate to go out to eat at my friend's sister's restaurant to ask her for my phone number.)  I told her sure why not.  She said that was good, because she has already given it to him.  A couple days later, I get a voicemail - "Hi, this is A, that guy you met at the bonfire that was too stupid to ask for your phone number.  I hope you remember me.  Anyways, I think we should go out some time, at least I hope."  We met up the next day... and ever since then, we've been us. 

(Bonus: I get to tease him forever about being too chicken to ask for my number.)