Ben: The Guy With The Pictures
Emily: The Girl With [all of] The Words
Together: The Best Place To Be
"Awe! So cute!" you're thinking. It's a trick. We are the worst. We are always those assholes who are kissing for just a bit too long or sitting a bit too close in public. We met at a Jimmy Buffet concert, and bonded over the fact that we both think he's really past his prime and should give it up already.
On Christmas eve Ben invited me to Cincinnati (his hometown) for the holiday, and, on a whim, I accepted. I flew on Christmas day to meet a guy I was casually seeing, most of his family, and all of his college friends. Nbd. By time we made it back to Madison, we were dating for real. It's been a whirlwind of excessive PDA, pure happiness, and crazy adventures ever since.
Things we love: our baby girl, sushi, brunch, good books, wine, passionate debates, board games, human rights, live music, tacos, Madison summers, long bike rides [to brunch], a good workout, hazelnut flavored coffee, yoga, the [far fetched] idea of being morning people, and, obviously, new adventures.
Things we love: our baby girl, sushi, brunch, good books, wine, passionate debates, board games, human rights, live music, tacos, Madison summers, long bike rides [to brunch], a good workout, hazelnut flavored coffee, yoga, the [far fetched] idea of being morning people, and, obviously, new adventures.
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