Oh wait, I'm supposed to be sharing a love story. Right. Getting back on track, the spark was a little more like this...
Mr. PS would serenade me to sleep over the phone with his guitar. We'd pretend to watch "Caddyshack" and snuggle on the couch instead. He'd leave me love post-its on my car to find in the morning and we would make out in the street like a couple of teenagers for what seemed like an hour before he drove himself home for the night. Ahhh, new love! So fun, so exhilirating!
Strangely enough, we made family introductions within the first two weeks of dating. His lives locally, and mine just happened to host a mini-reunion in Vegas for my grandma's 80th birthday.
with Momma PS in Vegas
and family day with Mr. PS's clan
We love to take photos of our experiences together, so I'll let the pictures do the talking...
We fell fast and decided pretty early on that we were a good match. After almost a year of dating, it was time to make the move and figure out where to live...together!
facing our future
Nesting deserves it's own post, and even after that it would be nearly another year before Mr. PS popped the question.
Now it's time to turn the tables...did you and your beloved make the leap to settle in before the ring? What factored into your decision to move? Or not?