How We Met
Scott and I met while interning for the same Minor League Baseball team in my hometown.
Scott declared it was a travesty that I had never seen Seinfeld in its entirety. We spent nights after games watching the show with our friends. One by one, they would head to bed and it would end up just being the two of us.
We’ve been together for four years and most of it has been long distance due to our nomadic jobs in sports. I lived in Florida and Pennsylvania for a time while Scott was in Illinois and North Carolina. Now I’m currently back home in Iowa and he’s in South Carolina. Spending time together is always great but never long enough. One of these days, we’ll be in one place together.
how they asked
I was visiting Scott for my yearly trip to Myrtle Beach. He works for the baseball team there and our first few days together were spent with him working while I hung out in his radio booth or in the stands. He had three days off in a row for the team’s all-star break and we drove down to Savannah, GA like we have for the last few years. Scott and his friends went to Savannah and Tybee Island in college for spring break and he fell in love with the area. So when we got together, he wanted to share that special place with me. We’ve gone every year since we’ve been together and I’ve fallen in love with it too.
Over the weekend, Scott asked me if I would want to go to Wormsloe Historic Site on Tuesday, the first full day we were there. He suggested getting dressed up to take cute, ‘Gram-worthy pictures. Of course, I loved that idea and had no idea that he was talking with Jamie (our amazing photographer) and planning it all! She was the one that suggested Wormsloe as the proposal site and I’m so glad she did. Our pictures are gorgeous! Scott had been acting odd all weekend, but I just chalked it up to him being busy with work. In reality, he was stressing over trying to get all of the moving parts into place.
Tuesday morning, when we left our Airbnb early enough to make it to Wormsloe just after it opened. We paid for our admission at the gate and drove about a two-thirds of the way down the long, tree-lined driveway. We came up to a white fence and Scott suggested we stop to take pictures there. I was hesitant. Right by the fence, there were maintenance trucks parked along the driveway about 50 feet from the fence. I was convinced they were fixing some sort of septic tank issue and told Scott, “What if it’s trashy behind the fence? Let’s just keep driving.”
“No, no, let’s stop here. It’ll be fine!” Scott said. He parked the car across from the maintenance trucks and we got out of the car. That’s when I saw Jamie. She waved us down and asked if we had been sent her way from the front. I told her we had, playing right into her and Scott’s plan. She explained that she worked for Wormsloe Historic Site (not true) and wanted to take pictures of guests for a new brochure they were making (also not true). She asked to take our picture and Scott and I agreed. We were posing and I could feel Scott’s heart beating out of his chest. It was only 9 in the morning but already 90 degrees and probably close to 80% humidity. I was worried Scott was going to pass out from the heat! (Turned out he was just nervous.)
Scott paused and said he had something in the car that would be perfect for the brochure – I thought he was getting the map they had given us at the entrance gate. Since we were taking pictures on the main driveway to the museum and grounds of the historic site, we had to move out of the way to let a car pass. But they decided to stop too! Scott and Jamie had to talk to them and urged them to keep going.
Once they drove away, Scott handed me what had gotten out of the car. It was a scrapbook that looked exactly like the one from Up. Scott knows I love that movie and I love the heartbreaking/romantic first 10ish minutes that focus on Carl and Ellie. I began to flip through the scrapbook and saw tons of pictures of Scott and I throughout our relationship. Jamie kept taking pictures of me and the scrapbook and all I could think was, “wow, this is really sweet and romantic, but why does she want pictures of this for her brochure?” I hadn’t figured out what was going on yet!
I got to the last page of the scrapbook and Scott had written, “June 19th, 2018, Wormsloe Historic Site, Savannah, GA” and left the rest of the page open for pictures.
Even when I saw that last page, it still didn’t click for me until Scott got down on one knee.
After we took some more pictures with Jamie, we spent the rest of the morning exploring our new favorite place in Savannah, telling random strangers that we just got engaged, and calling our friends and family to tell them about our next big adventure.