Crystal and Lindsay
How We Met
We met at a bar in Baton Rouge, Louisiana (Geaux Tigers!). He came in with some friends and truth be told I’m not and never really was a good bartender lol. It was a Tuesday which meant two dollar pint night, easiest night cause all you had to do was pour beer. He wanted me to stay after my shift but I was tired and wanted to go home, so he walked me out to my car and got my number. As we were chatting we saw a car driving away and they popped their tire. I immediately got my jack and wrench. Lindsay accompanied with his phone’s flashlight. I helped the man change his tire while Lindsay shed his light. We went on our first date a few nights later to a sushi place, coincidentally his and my favorite sushi place and from there the rest is history. We went on to move to Houston together where my family conveniently lived and we remain.
Over the past four years we have found out how perfectly we fit together. We like the toilet paper to fall the same way (the right way), he works out for the both of us and I eat the junk food for the both of us. We love LSU football (but really anything LSU (GEAUX TIGERS)), have very close relationships with our families and have the same Christian values. Another very special connection we share is are passion for adoption. My dad was adopted from Seoul, South Korea when he was four years old. Lindsay was adopted at birth in Louisiana. Which, after months/years of begging, led us to adopt our puppy, Winston, from BARC. Winston brings us so much joy and we are so grateful we have had the opportunity to experience, first hand, the impact adopting can have not only on the child but the family and the future families. If my dad was never adopted, I would not be here. If Lindsay was never adopted, I would not have him. And if it weren’t for organizations like BARC, I would not have Winston. We share this passion for children and adoption that we intend to carry on to our future children, however we receive them.
how they asked
My flight home I sat next to an elderly lady. She loved my travel pal, Winston. She was going to be meeting her son in baggage claim and I told her I would be heading that way to meet my boyfriend so we could walk down together. To pass time I was skipping through The Notebook to all of my favorite parts cause my flight wasn’t long enough for me to watch the whole thing but still found a way to cry multiple times. When the flight landed I helped the elderly woman out to her wheelchair and an airline assistant briskly walked her to the baggage claim. I was nearly put of breath trying to keep up with my carry on and Winston but when I go to the security hallway I saw Lindsay and was so excited I started walking faster down the ramp. I noticed he had something in his hand, at first I thought they were flowers, then noticed it was a sign. It had my first and last name like a driver would have. As I got closer it opened and said, “ ..Hobbs Marry Me?”
I finally reached him where he had gotten down on his knee. I was uncontrollably sobbing (thanks Nicholas Sparks and Lindsay) to the point I couldn’t even see the ring and don’t remember him saying anything. After a long hug and a few congratulations from some flight mates I noticed my family coming out from all over, each with a recording device of sorts which, without a doubt, got my ugly cry, but it was worth every one of my tears.