5 years ago today I got engaged to my best friend. I wish I could say it was even a semi-interesting story. But it's not. We've been together since we were 16, and pretty much knew since then that we were destine for matrimony. It went a little something like this:
Michael and I were sitting on his bedroom floor after our class (we were living in MPLS at the time going to college), and he said "What should we do".....then we talked about going to go buy a ring and make it "official"....so off we went to the Rosedale mall. We bought a engagement/wedding ring (which I later sold for something more plain. Yes, I have no attachment to things like that-to me it was just a bunch of rocks that some 13 year old kid from Africa was forced to mine-not really into that). We bought the ring, went out to dinner at Perkins, called to tell our parents...and the rest is history. Almost 5 years of wonderful marriage and a pretty cool co-creation named Ingrid Nightingale.