The Best Surprise

Five years ago today at about 9:00am a really nice guy with blond hair and blue eyes picked me up for a blind date. It was a cool Saturday morning and we were going to have breakfast at a park. I remember one of my roommates begging me to let her be the one to answer the door because she wanted to see what the mystery guy looked like, which I consented to. We had muffins and orange juice at a picnic table first, and then played a little game of frisbee golf. Either I'm really cute when I spill juice everywhere or I made a good enough impression otherwise because not only did Joseph clean up my whole embarrassing mess, but he also decided to ask me out again. But don't worry, he did make me wait over a week before calling me again. After all, he shouldn't look too eager, right? The rest, I guess you could say, is history. He was wonderful from the beginning. I'm glad I got to be the one to win his heart.