The final countdown is on!

Well, everyone, the wedding is in 6 days! I must have been asked no less than 100 times in the past 2 days if I'm nervous or freaked out about this and the fact is that I have never been so ready for anything in my life.

I thought maybe as I'm entering into my final week as a non-wife (and because my intro post totally lame-o compared to everyone elses'), I would post about how M and I ended up meeting in the first place.

Our story kind of started in 1995. We went to the same high school, but I was a too-cool-for-you senior while he was a lowly junior. So we didn’t really know each other, though I remember seeing him around in the halls.

He looked totally different when our paths crossed again 8 years later at a local bar at Halloween. I was wearing an angel costume with a 6 foot wingspan (most ridiculous idea ever…I could barely move and my best friend had to get my drinks for me the whole night) and talking to a wonderful friend of mine who also just happened to be an old roommate from college. Suddenly this cute cute cute guy came up and started talking to him. He was dressed as Shaun from Shaun of the Dead – one of my most favorite movies; how could you deny a romantic comedy with zombies? – so I obviously had an instant crush on him. Our friend introduced him as his current roommate and we exchanged pleasantries. As he walked away, friend told me something to the effect of put-your-tongue-back-in-your-mouth-he’s-got-a-girlfriend. So that was that. He was awfully nice though (and gorgeous – what a combo!) so we became friends.

Fast forward 3 years and I’m single, living in LA, and stalking around on MySpace (because didn’t everyone do that at one time or another on MySpace?). I came across his page and spent some time reading and looking at his pictures. He was so gosh darn good looking and oh boy he was single now too! A whole lot of good that did me on the other side of the country! Fortunately, however, I had my annual trip home for Christmas and New Years coming up and our mutual roommate started making all these jokes about how he would try to get us together. I brushed him off because I figured I would never be so lucky.

Suddenly it seemed as if I would get my chance. The guys were having a New Years party and I was invited! I showed up and nearly passed out when I saw M. I hadn’t seen him in person in at least a year and he looked so handsome, and was wearing a bowtie no less. The party was fun and I flirted to the best of my socially awkward ability (thanks, liquid courage) and finally, while we were alone upstairs for a minute, I pulled the boldest move of my life and kissed him.

He kissed me back.

And that’s the story of how I met, stalked, and fell in love with my husband-to-be.

Thank goodness I was tired of living in California. I moved home 6 months later. We were engaged on February 3rd, 2009 and I can't wait to share everything about our wedding with you! (OMG. THIS SATURDAY!!!)