I‘ll be wearing my PJ’s inside out tonight. After a weekend of little to no rest (single parenting for the win), and finally catching E’s wicked cold, I could really use some remote work days in sweats on the couch. Therefore we all know it’s only going to rain. Part of me would be sad that snow might kill a lot of the blossoms, but another part of me is secretly hoping for one last winter hurrah. I never even got to put E in a snow suit this year! Anyway, I have the CUTEST engagement session for you today – a total Jim & Pam romance with so much laughter in the pics from The Girl Tyler, it’s contagious. A perfect way to start the week. Let’s do it.
If you’ve seen the early seasons of The Office, our “how we met” story is very similar to Jim and Pam. I started working at the company where Matt worked, and as luck would have it, I was seated at a desk right across from his. We were immediate friends and had undeniable chemistry, but we were never single at the same time, and dating a co-worker seemed like a terrible idea. Then after about a year, Matt got a new job — he knew nothing would ever happen between us as long as we worked together. I suddenly had to admit to myself that I didn’t want to go a day without talking to him. I broke up with my boyfriend and turned my life upside down to be with Matt, and it’s worked out beautifully.
Here’s an abridged version of our proposal story, which omits the stream of stunned and excited profanity I unleashed as I realized what was happening: When we worked together, we’d always walk to aLatte Cafe (a local coffee shop) in the mornings or whenever we needed an afternoon pick-me-up. We also would write notes to each other on Post-its, then fold them up and address them like tiny letters.
After we’d been officially dating for almost a year, Matt stopped by my work late one Friday afternoon and asked if I wanted to go get coffee. As we approached, a friend’s toddler ran up and handed Matt a tiny Post-it letter — a tiny mail carrier to deliver very important tiny mail. Apparently she was supposed to wear a special mail carrier outfit but refused. Matt looked at the letter, said “Oh, it’s for you!” and got down on one knee while I read it. He got one of our friends to photograph the whole thing.