This week’s topic: Significant Others
This adorable mug face belongs to my husband, Russell. He’s so fucking sweet that there aren’t words. You know that saying “nice guys always lose”? Well, he disproves it. He’s the nicest guy I know and I wouldn’t trade him for the world. He’s likes to read, though he isn’t as obsessive about it as I am, and video games. He’s a nerd to the core, thoroughly enjoying Dungeons & Dragons and Magic: The Gathering. He shares my love of loud rock music, though has lately been going pop-ish with an obsession with AWOLnation and Imagine Dragons. I’ll spare you the long details and break things down into short, digestible pieces.
My best friend basically forced him on me. She kept pushing and pushing and pushing, with little “hints” like he’s taller than you and he plays DDR (which I was OBSESSED with for a while) and so on until I finally gave in. It’s really completely unromantic, but I remember distinctly thinking I’d give it a try because if I hated him we could just breakup later. So on December 28, 2005, I agreed to date him. He was so terribly nervous that he kept repeating himself. It was a bit annoying, but completely adorable. We had more in common than I realized and soon became inseparable.
We dated for a year and a half until I graduated from high school and then moved in together, both working part-time jobs to pay rent. It was difficult, but great. We lived in this itty bitty one bedroom house. We vaguely discussed the possibility of marriage, but never settled on anything. We lived pretty contently in that situation for well over a year. Then, sometime in February 2009 (I believe on the 16th, but I’m not positive), Russell proposed. He took me to my favorite restaurant and got down on one knee and asked for my hand in marriage. It was nothing like the movies, I don’t think anyone even noticed because it was over so quickly.
On Friday, May 13, 2011, we got married. Yes, the Friday the 13th thing was intentional. It was a fairly small ceremony in a gazebo at a local park. I was in my poofy white dress and he looked dashing in his tux and it was absolutely perfect. I worked so hard on that day, planning and paying for everything myself and when it all went rather smoothly. It was supposed to rain, but turned out to be sunny and warm.
The Happily Ever After
We’re still working on that. No plans for kids in the immediate future, just wanting to finish up school before we start that chapter. We are just trying to work and save and be the ridiculously happy couple that we always have been. I can’t imagine my life without him. 🙂
Now, for a few more photos! I’ll spare you the really old ones where he actually had a curly afro….not his most attractive look, but I swear it happened!