I rolled out of bed, threw on my nastiest moving sweats, loaded up my car, and headed to Chandler, excited to meet my new roomy and see the house.
I pulled into the driveway just as Pat was getting home from work. I'd seen him before but never actually met him so I couldn't really remember what he looked like and didn't know anything else about him. When he stepped out of his car and I had a good look at him, I immediately regretted the ridiculous outfit I was wearing. Cut off sweatpants, sneakers, a wife beater, and greasy hair. Add some Arizona summer sweat to that and you've got a scary scene. Damn it. I wanted to get back in the car, drive away, get dolled up, and then come back in a fashionable sundress and heels-duh, isn't that how everyone dresses when they are moving?
Well, that wasn't an option so I had to roll with it. Anyway, Pat must not have been too put off by it because 3 years later, he flew to Iowa while I was visiting my mom and surprise proposed to me in front of my whole family. Wow.
It's no surprise that when he showed up to surprise me, I was dressed like a bum. No makeup. Had just finished eating red onions. Had been crying all morning because we had a death in the family. Was exhausted. He must have been having flashbacks to the day we met.
Here are a few pictures from that day. Looking like this, I'm lucky he didn't change his mind! (And yes, those are bangs. Not my best look)

My blurry ring shot, the first time taking a picture of it

Us out celebrating that night. I could not believe we were engaged! That's my goofy brother in the background.
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Who would have thought that after all these years we would end up in Chicago, at business school, in a totally different situation than we ever could have imagined.
Up next, our first anniversary gifts...
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