Jaicee and Kolton
How We Met
We dated for a little over 2 years. After the UGA vs Kentucky football game in the fall of 2013, I was driving a group of friends from downtown Athens when we were invited to a bonfire. Little did I know I was about to meet the man of my dreams. I got to the bonfire and I was SO tired. It was close to 2:30am when Kolton motioned me to come to him. I was thinking, “Who is this guy?” Kolton was an offensive lineman for the University of Georgia and I had never met him so I was totally caught off guard. He was very consistent in his “game play” and asked me to the next football game (by giving me a free ticket), asking me to breakfast, and he also asked me to the UGA Football banquet (which was a huge deal). I kind of blew it off because I had just met him and I was a little skeptical since he was a football player. He asked for my number and that was all she wrote. We began talking a lot and I asked him on my ADPi Tacky Christmas date night, after that we went on our first “real date” to my favorite italian restaurant in Athens and I was sold. He’s my best friend and I can feel my heart close to explosion at moments when I look at him. I knew I was going to marry him after he took me back from our first break up. I couldn’t be more blessed to spend the rest of my life with such a great man.
how they asked
As I mentioned in the ‘how we met’ above, our first date was to an italian restaurant in downtown Athens. My favorite food is italian, so when he first took me here I was in heaven. A week before he asked me to marry him, Kolton asked if we could plan a night to go eat at La Dolce Vita (the italian restaurant) again before we both left. I’m graduating from college tomorrow and he is leaving to train for the NFL, so we won’t be in the same town for a while. He told me he wanted to be romantic, get dressed up, and go see the Christmas lights in downtown before we went to dinner. I thought nothing of his idea because I wanted to do something special, too, before we both left.
Apparently he asked my Dad for my hand in marriage about a month and a half before he proposed, and my Mom kept asking my Dad when he thought it would happen. Though my Dad already knew the plans, he kept brushing it off and told my Mom he couldn’t marry me unless he asked him (Mom can’t keep a secret, so keeping this from her was the best idea). It was a Friday, and my work schedule is super busy, so I hadn’t really talked to Kolton much. He told me just to be at his house around 6:45 so we could get an Uber downtown and not have to take our cars. I got off around 5pm and my parents were in town for Kolton’s senior football banquet, so the plans worked out perfectly. My parents were going to dinner with Kolton’s parents and I was going on a date with Kolton…so I thought.
I got to Kolton’s and we headed for downtown around 7. We got dropped off by the beautiful Christmas tree by the City Hall, and I was just in awe of how pretty all the lights were. I kept saying, “Isn’t it just so beautiful out here?” We walked down the sidewalk and got to the crosswalk and Kolton had the football team’s police escort block traffic for him. Right there, in the middle of the street under the Christmas lights, my world stood still. It was a fairytale as he squeezed my hand and got down on his knee. He told me I made him the happiest person in the world and he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me. I was shaking nervously and obviously I said yes.
I had no idea that he called my friends and had them come from Atlanta and the surrounding areas to be there for me. His friends and my friends both stormed around us with excitement. Our families were both there and my Mom was the first person I saw. She was teary eyed and I said, “You’re so sneaky!” She immediately told me she had no clue this was happening and that Kolton wrote her a letter, which she read 10 minutes before the proposal. I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect night. Kolton also had a local photographer, Blane Marable, catch all of the action of the night. It was truly magical.