Becky and Sam

How We Met

Sam and I went on our first date at a local sports bar/restaurant and I’d like to say it was love at first site but Id be lying. Our first date was average at best but there was something about him that I felt deserved a second date. Our second date, a little better but ended with me getting a “side hug”. I was thinking what is wrong with this guy, I can’t even get a real hug. At that moment I figured that would be our last date but we continued to text and once again there was just something about him so I asked if he wanted to go to a haunted house with me and he agreed. Third date was great, but still no kiss! He swears he leaned in and I pulled away, I say he wasn’t making a move so I gave up. I had a two tickets to the badger game the next weekend and he agreed to go with me, got my kiss after the game and the rest is history

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how they asked

A little background: I have an irrational fear of mushrooms. I will not eat them, I will not touch them, I will not eat something that has touched one or really even been in the vicinity of one. It has always been a tough spot when it came to cooking dinners because Sam loves them. Anyways, following a happy hour after to work to celebrate my last day at my old job, I came home to find Sam standing next to a table full of mushrooms with “Do you want to spend the rest of your life with a fun guy” spelled out in mushrooms. Before he would get down on one knee he made me try a mushroom, two tequila shots later I had enough courage to sample a very small portion. Sam then got down on one knee uttered some words I was too excited to remember and asked if I would marry him. Despite the fact that he just made me conquer my biggest fear, I still happily said yes, three times

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