I spent my childhood (and let's be honest here most of my time as an adult) watching Disney Princess movies. The idea of a young lady being swept off her feet and riding into the sunset on the noble stead of their Prince Charming sounded like the ideal scenario for my "Happily Ever After". I guess in reality I never thought it would be Prince Charming sweeping me off my feet at Lone Star and riding off into the sunset in his Ford Truck. (Reality is ten times better!)
The Urban Farmer and I met on February 2nd at Lone Star Steak House. I was a server there and the Urban Farmer was the bartender. I remember the first time I laid eyes on the Urban Farmer. He was standing at the bar with a smile on his face -- the same smile that makes me weak in the knees even today -- when we first caught eyes. Trying to play it cool I did not make my way to the bar for a while. The Urban Farmer introduced me to him by stating that he only works Wednesdays.
From then on I always looked forward to Wednesday nights were I had the opportunity to see the Urban Farmer, get to know him better and, well let's be honest here, flirt. Overtime I got to know him better. He told me about his accounting job, his house and his garden. I told him about my job, Florida and moving to D.C. As we got to know each other the Urban Farmer and I teased each other, talked and got to know each other better. I was starting to like him more and more as I got to know him, but typical Urban Farmer he takes his time.
One night we were talking when the Urban Farmer received a text, I jokingly asked him if it was his "Girlfriend." The Urban Farmer responded that it was some "Teacher he was talking to." My little heart was crushed to find out he was "talking" to someone else. (Editors note: To date, the Urban Farmer swears he wasn't talking to any one else and told me that to get my attention -- Well hun, it worked).
After that, I felt like I didn't work with, or see the Urban Farmer ever.
Then one Sunday night the Urban Farmer and I were working together! We began talking and he asked me "Why I didn't wait for him the other night?" To this date, the Urban Farmer SWEARS he asked me to go get a drink the shift before. I to date swear that he didn't.
Later that evening the Urban Farmer asked me to go get a drink with him after work, I said sure.
After work that night we went to get a drink at a local dive, "Reynolds".
The Urban Farmer and I talked for about two hours. He told me all about his garden, his family and his ex-Girlfriend. Great first date conversation! I am a BIG talker, therefore no one can really talk more than me. I remember thinking in my head that I was not going to go out with guy again.
The next time we went out was much better! It was a fun atmosphere and we talked and talked for hours.
From then on the Urban Farmer and I started to see each other on a regular bases. A Frisbee golf date her, drinks in Old Towne, him cooking me dinner at his house. Slowly our relationship began to take form.
Over the past year and a half the Urban Farmer and I have made many memories together and over time have fallen in love.
Then on August 18, 2012 the Urban Farmer asked me to marry him . . .
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