how we met
Sid and I met through my roommate Erik after I moved to San Francisco for nursing school. The very first time we met he had come over to hang out with Erik and I offered him a homemade wine cooler, specially crafted from Trader Joe’s two buck chuck. Needless to say, he was not impressed. After that, we became friends, followed by a blurry more than friends period and then a weekend away in Tahoe marked the beginning of “okay, we’re doing this.” It’s been four years together now, I’m still completely smitten and I can’t wait to make weird babies with him. :)
how they asked
It was a Friday. After work, we decided to visit a local winery just up the road from our house, Wright Station Winery. We purchased a bottle of wine and sat out on the large patio for a little wine tasting. I started to get a little antsy and proposed we go somewhere else. Sid said, “No, we just got here.” So, I said, “Fine. Let’s go walk around then.” There was a gazebo down in the vineyard so we started to wind our way through the grapes to get there. Sid jokes that in the moments right before a man proposes, to anyone who might be watching, it looks like the man is about to murder the woman — crazy eyes, grim features, leading the woman to a secluded place. However, I am happy to report that this was not the case in that moment. Instead, I turned around and found Sid down on one knee. He said he wanted to marry me and make weird babies with me. I was ecstatic. I started dancing around like a crazy person. So happy. I’m smiling even now as I write this, just remembering how perfect it was.
