Our Love Story
Richard and I met on Memorial Day (May 31, 2011) at On The Border, my workplace at the time. I had just graduated from college and turned 22 exactly 15 days before I met him. I was extremely single--aka, not exclusive with anyone ;-) I, unlike most of my friends, did not land a job right away nor did I continue to grad school. I was waiting tables. I decided to cover someone's shift that night. A stupid Monday night..I had nothing better to do. It was approximately 9:45 pm (closing time was 10pm) and IN walks a horde of 55 good-looking, attractive young men wearing horrendously bright orange shirts, some accompanied by their wives. Yes, I was a little pissed that my off time would be delayed for just a little while longer, but secretly I didn't really mind waiting on this group--did I mention I was single? Just so you get an idea of the type of bros I was dealing with...watch this....My Richard is the sexy tan one.
I vividly remember going back into the kitchen and boasting to my co-workers about how I was going to get somebody's digits that night. Cocky, I know. Well, I didn't. They came, they ordered, checked out, tipped us fairly well, got to-go boxes, and were ready to leave in less than 35 minutes. Realizing that no one seemed interested me (shocked, actually) I began to clean off tables and began to get excited about getting home to my nightly trash TV while eating lots and lots of candy. Well, as I was delivering one last to-go lemonade when I hear "Where's my lemonade?"
Not even paying attention to whose rude request that was, I said,
"Oh...who's your waitress? I'll grab you a lemonade".
The rude request came from Richard, who not only was wearing an orange shirt, but as if that wasn't enough to advertise Vivint, but also an orange hat too big for his head. It covered almost half his face! All I remember seeing was that big-o- bright smile of his. It was nice. :-)
Turns out he didn't really want lemonade...that was his pick-up line. How classy. He started off by telling me how they were new around town and asking me if I knew anything fun to do in Little Rock.
"What are you guys doing here anyway?" I asked, curiously.
"Oh we are just doing some modeling for an agency"
" Must be a low class modeling agency" I rebutted.
BAM. Got him. That line was all I needed to really get him hooked. "Busting balls" I call it. Guys love it. Clearly. His friends all recoiled in playful "oooo's" and "ouches" while I giggled at my own witty comeback.
It was all down hill from there. He asked for my number. He was cute. I had nothing to lose. He called, yes CALLED, a couple of days after and we hung out almost every day during his remaining stay in Little Rock (4 months). We both knew, or at least I thought, that this was just a fling and the day would come when he would go back to Utah. I don't quite remember how we decided we were going to give long-distance a shot, but it eventually turned into that and that turned into this and now we are engaged to be married.
The Proposal
Richard surprised me with a visit and proposal on November 9th, 2012. I was under the impression that I was accompanying my best friend Sinehan to her mom's picnic at the Old Mill. The rest you can watch for yourself :-)
Richard surprised me with a visit and proposal on November 9th, 2012. I was under the impression that I was accompanying my best friend Sinehan to her mom's picnic at the Old Mill. The rest you can watch for yourself :-)
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