For Valentine’s Day this year, the hubby and I bought a Living Social deal for a weekend away at the Hard Rock Hotel in Chicago. We actually go to Chicago a lot, but in the eleven years (eleven years??) since we met we really haven’t taken the time to walk through memory lane to all the places we used to spend time when we were first dating.
I have told our story of meeting a few times, but in case you don’t know it, we met at church in Chicago and soon realized we lived in the same building. So this weekend we went back to that building, walked hand in hand down the streets and went to one of our favorite restaurants from our early dating. We pretended we were 25 again instead of *mumble mumble* (yes I realize if you even paid remote attention in this post, you can do the math).
I don’t know who those crazy kids thought they were, getting engaged after knowing each other 4 months. But we knew, and I haven’t regretted that decision for even second. I would do it all over again in a heartbeat. Love you babe!
Very unflattering picture of us staring into the sun in front of the building where we met.