Is a timeline on when something goes from "background" or "the past" to history?? Flo (future hubby will now be known as "Flo") and I have known each other for 13 months now, we have a history of 13 months, we have a past of 13 months....so here is the background on "Our Story":
In March of 2003 I moved to Las Vegas because of "the weather". Little did I know that this would be paramount to my life story one day. After wanting to move a few times since being here, I always knew that there was a reason why I stayed. After years of enjoying great weather on my own...I finally met my weather man. Flo moved to Las Vegas at the cajoling of his mother. There was a job opening for a CBS weather anchor and with her encouragement, he applied. Happily making the move from Green Bay to Las Vegas, he has no clue what was in store for him down the road....
This story will raise your eyebrows, make you laugh and possibly grab a tissue. It all begins before it really began. Our lives were parallel to each other about a year before we finally found each other. Unknown to us, we had a mutual friend. We were invited to several parties where we could have met, but if one of us was there, the other was not. This happened at least three times. In November/December of 2007, I had become quite ill and went through 3 misdiagnosis until I was finally diagnosed with Diabetes four days before Christmas. Needless to say, the holidays were neither merry nor bright. On New Years Eve, while the rest of the world was out celebrating and looking forward to a new beginning, I was on the couch, struggling to keep my eyes open while watching local news coverage of the festivities. Flo was at work, on the other side of my TV, doing local news coverage at Fremont St. While I flipped back and forth on channels, I recall seeing Flo, who, at the time, was unknown to me. He was swarmed with drunken people hooting and hollering in his ear and in his shots. I remember saying that it must suck to be him or worse, his wife. Less than two weeks later, I was feeling a little down and out so I did one the things that brought me great joy—taking my Beagle to the dog park. Little did I know that this was the day that my life would change forever….. The story as told by Flo: We met about in January of 2008 at a dog park, when our dogs made a connection. After her Beagle tired out my Golden Retriever, my Golden came to me looking for a rest. Shesh's beagle wandered over to me and left a surprise at my feet and Shesh rushed over with a plastic baggie. He obviously wasn't turned off by me or my Beagle. After talking for quite some time, Flo had asked for my digits. I hesitated and offered to take his number instead. After a few days, I had sent a text while he was snowboarding with the fellas. He responded once her returned home that evening.... I was coloring my hair for the first time since being sick (Remember, November 2007....hello roots!) and gave him this line "I don't mean to sound cliche, but I have to wash my hair, can I get back to you?" He obviously believed me and several thousand texts later...here we are!
THE PROPOSAL
For quite a few months, we had been talking in terms of forever and we both knew that the engagement would happen soon. As with most girls, it could not happen soon enough. Some great friends of ours had referred us to an amazing jeweler who made house calls! Back in October, we had her come to our house and we picked out what I liked for settings and stones. The final decision up to him. My parents were in town for the holidays and I knew that he was up to something when he had taken them to breakfast one morning. In keeping with tradition, he had asked them permission to marry me. He shared no details, other than he had the ring. No one had any idea of when the proposal would happen. It was New Years and he was doing a live broadcast, again, at Fremont St. Although he was working, my only request was that we are together at midnite so that we can smooch! My parents and I went into the crowd, counted down and just after the"3-2-1 HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!", he handed me a note and said, "Read this". At first, I thought it was an "I love you but it won’t happen just yet" letter, but after getting a few lines into it, I knew what was about to happen. As I was reading it, tears filled my eyes and just as I finished, he was on one knee with the ring and said, "Will you marry me?" With the fireworks going off and thousands of people around us, I’d swear all of that went silent and we were the only two people there. At some point, I said "YES!" I was in shock and just filled with such emotion. We were at Fremont St. among thousands celebrating the New Year, my parents were there and all of the strangers around us, suddenly became friends!
We barely have any photos of the actual engagement, but it was caught on tape, thanks to his clue-in photo team. Like all proposals, it was the most amazing and surreal moment of my life, so far. Never have I felt such joy, happiness and love at one time. It's just you and I now, Flo.
In March of 2003 I moved to Las Vegas because of "the weather". Little did I know that this would be paramount to my life story one day. After wanting to move a few times since being here, I always knew that there was a reason why I stayed. After years of enjoying great weather on my own...I finally met my weather man. Flo moved to Las Vegas at the cajoling of his mother. There was a job opening for a CBS weather anchor and with her encouragement, he applied. Happily making the move from Green Bay to Las Vegas, he has no clue what was in store for him down the road....
This story will raise your eyebrows, make you laugh and possibly grab a tissue. It all begins before it really began. Our lives were parallel to each other about a year before we finally found each other. Unknown to us, we had a mutual friend. We were invited to several parties where we could have met, but if one of us was there, the other was not. This happened at least three times. In November/December of 2007, I had become quite ill and went through 3 misdiagnosis until I was finally diagnosed with Diabetes four days before Christmas. Needless to say, the holidays were neither merry nor bright. On New Years Eve, while the rest of the world was out celebrating and looking forward to a new beginning, I was on the couch, struggling to keep my eyes open while watching local news coverage of the festivities. Flo was at work, on the other side of my TV, doing local news coverage at Fremont St. While I flipped back and forth on channels, I recall seeing Flo, who, at the time, was unknown to me. He was swarmed with drunken people hooting and hollering in his ear and in his shots. I remember saying that it must suck to be him or worse, his wife. Less than two weeks later, I was feeling a little down and out so I did one the things that brought me great joy—taking my Beagle to the dog park. Little did I know that this was the day that my life would change forever….. The story as told by Flo: We met about in January of 2008 at a dog park, when our dogs made a connection. After her Beagle tired out my Golden Retriever, my Golden came to me looking for a rest. Shesh's beagle wandered over to me and left a surprise at my feet and Shesh rushed over with a plastic baggie. He obviously wasn't turned off by me or my Beagle. After talking for quite some time, Flo had asked for my digits. I hesitated and offered to take his number instead. After a few days, I had sent a text while he was snowboarding with the fellas. He responded once her returned home that evening.... I was coloring my hair for the first time since being sick (Remember, November 2007....hello roots!) and gave him this line "I don't mean to sound cliche, but I have to wash my hair, can I get back to you?" He obviously believed me and several thousand texts later...here we are!
THE PROPOSAL
For quite a few months, we had been talking in terms of forever and we both knew that the engagement would happen soon. As with most girls, it could not happen soon enough. Some great friends of ours had referred us to an amazing jeweler who made house calls! Back in October, we had her come to our house and we picked out what I liked for settings and stones. The final decision up to him. My parents were in town for the holidays and I knew that he was up to something when he had taken them to breakfast one morning. In keeping with tradition, he had asked them permission to marry me. He shared no details, other than he had the ring. No one had any idea of when the proposal would happen. It was New Years and he was doing a live broadcast, again, at Fremont St. Although he was working, my only request was that we are together at midnite so that we can smooch! My parents and I went into the crowd, counted down and just after the"3-2-1 HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!", he handed me a note and said, "Read this". At first, I thought it was an "I love you but it won’t happen just yet" letter, but after getting a few lines into it, I knew what was about to happen. As I was reading it, tears filled my eyes and just as I finished, he was on one knee with the ring and said, "Will you marry me?" With the fireworks going off and thousands of people around us, I’d swear all of that went silent and we were the only two people there. At some point, I said "YES!" I was in shock and just filled with such emotion. We were at Fremont St. among thousands celebrating the New Year, my parents were there and all of the strangers around us, suddenly became friends!
We barely have any photos of the actual engagement, but it was caught on tape, thanks to his clue-in photo team. Like all proposals, it was the most amazing and surreal moment of my life, so far. Never have I felt such joy, happiness and love at one time. It's just you and I now, Flo.
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That's a fantastic story. I'm glad you shared. I have always thought a dog park would be a romantic place to meet someone. I'm always trying to pawn Gertie off to my single friends for that reason.
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