Once upon a time... 5 years ago...

...there was this boy and this girl.  They kinda knew each other in the sense that they were facebook friends and one of the girl's best friends was one of the boy's four roommates.  Greetings in passing at his house, smiles on campus, and that was that.

But one cold, January day the boy and the girl met at the same bar.  The boy was shy.  The girl was not.  Even though the girl had a fat, bruised upper lip (thanks to a Ranch bottle that a friend had thrown at her) she still flirted with the boy.  The boy bought her a drink. 

The next day the boy asked her to come over and hang with him and his roommates.  The girl said no because her dog had died.  The boy thought he'd been dissed with the worst excuse in the book.  The girl really wasn't lying.

By the end of the week the boy asked the girl out on a date.  Even though she was going to be missing a very important Grey's episode ;) the girl said yes.  The girl went through 20 outfits before settling on one her roommate/BFF agreed on.  The roommate reminded the girl to not overeat because of nerves and told her to get a to-go-box halfway through.

The girl picked a new Mexican restaurant to try. The boy picked her up, helped her on the ice, and opened her door.  They didn't stop talking and chowed down two bowls of chips and salsa.  They accidentally ordered the exact same meal.  The girl got nervous and ate her entire plate of food.  The boy got embarrassed that the girl ate more than he did.

The boy drove the girl home but chickened out on the awkward walk to her door.  The girl thankfully didn't slip on the ice.  The girl miserably laid in bed because she was so full.  She automatically put on her fat pants and the roommate/BFF read her a story to make her feel better.  She told the girl "I told you so."

The next weeks were full of 24 hour texting, facebook messages, dates, and fun. The boy stole the girl's heart with a delivery of flowers... and a Snickers bar in the bouquet.  By February the boy and the girl were "facebook official". By Thanksgiving they were engaged.  The boy and the girl knew it was fast but they didn't care.  The following July they became husband and wife.

To that boy... I'm glad the Dugout, of all places, brought us together.  But let's tell our kids we met studying at the library, ok?  Sounds much better than the dirty Dugout.

To that girl five years ago some words of advice...
1. Do not, I repeat, DO NOT eat that entire plate of food.  No girl should have a burrito, 2 enchiladas, and a soft taco after two bowls of chips and salsa.
2. When coming out of the Dugout after an ice storm the sidewalks will be slick, you should walk very slowly.  The boy will have his headlights shining right at you to see you biff it if you're not careful.
3. Enjoy the boy bringing you late night Big Macs and root beers during Block 1 insanity.  You can't eat that crap forever :(
4. The boy has ears like a hawk.  He will hear everything you whisper to your roommate.
5. Soak all this up because five years from now you can't believe how fast it will fly by!