Josh and I met in our high school 3B art class.
I went over to talk to a friend who was sitting next to him, but he decided to ignore me so I started talking to the person closest to me--Josh. When he couldn’t hear my attempts to say hello over his headphones, I kicked him. Once I had his attention, I forced him to talk to me, because I was sure he needed to know me. After that day, we spent every art class together (most of the time not doing any work, just laughing).
On November 18th during the lunch break before our class together, I stayed in the art room all hour just having a bad day. When Josh noticed that I was sitting alone during lunch with no food, he surprised me with Chinese food! I’m pretty sure that’s when he became my best friend.
We were inseparable from then on. Any extra time we had, we always hung out, even if we did nothing. We ate lunch everyday together, we helped each other through relationships, and I even went with him to his family reunion the following summer.
I met his entire family while I was there. They all thought we were dating, nobody believed that we were just friends (still to this day they think we were lying). We were friends for what felt like forever, but one night, I broke down and told Josh that I was in love with him, and I knew that he loved me too. The look on his face was hilarious! He was sure that I didn't know he liked me for a while, he couldn't ever hide anything from me.
We didn't start dating until January 6, 2013--but if you ask his family, they will say it’s a lie.
Josh was attending MOS schooling in Richmond, Virginia over Thanksgiving. And since he couldn’t come to me, I went to him. I booked a flight, a hotel, and made sure that he would be able to spend the weekend with me. I got there the day before Thanksgiving, picked Josh up, and we started our weekend.
The next morning, on the way back from breakfast, we took a detour through the most adorable neighborhood. I had never seen any part of Virginia so I thought it was all beautiful, but Josh found a street that had these huge trees with amazingly colored leaves. Right under all of them in the middle of the street, Josh got down on one knee and proposed! The ring was a wire hanger with a little rock glued to it, it was perfect!
I had joked about I didn't care what he proposed with, that even if it was a wire hanger with a rock, I’d say yes. The next day we actually did to go a jewelry shop and Josh let me pick out my own ring. He had already picked one out, but I didn't like it (I bawled like a baby when I told him, I felt terrible). Finally, I picked what I thought was the perfect ring, which, ironically, was less than half the cost of the one Josh picked.
That night we went to dinner at Olive Garden. After we ate, Josh and I opened the ring box and I finally got to wear my ring. The waitress had seen us open it, and within two minutes everyone in the restaurant knew we were engaged. The rest of the weekend was entertaining because we had to tell our entire families that we were engaged.
Josh and I had originally planned to have at least a year long engagement, but when the Marine Corps wasn’t going to allow us to move together, that all changed. We decided to do it sooner.
It was the Wednesday before we got married and Josh called me and told me that the only way they would let us get married would be for us to do it that Friday. I said okay, booked my flight and my hotel.
That night I packed my bag completely and put it in my car for the next day. While I was at work Thursday, I booked our officiate and confirmed my cab from the airport. After work, my assistant manager Holly surprised me with a 'something blue' box and a garter. I had a cream lacy dress that was new, and my grandpa loaned me the bell off his hat, lending me something old and borrowed.
I flew out of the Las Vegas airport, had my first stop somewhere in Michigan, then Philadelphia where I did my makeup and got on this ridiculously tiny airplane. Finally, I made it to Richmond. I changed in the bathroom before I left the airport. I wore my jeans underneath my dress because it was so cold!
We met at the courthouse on Josh’s lunch break and we had our wedding there. It was beautiful—there was a catwalk that lead to a huge stained glass window that was on the second floor, and we got married right in front of it. My cab driver was our witness, she was so happy, she got all teary during our “I do’s”. Once we were married, Josh had to go back to school for the rest of the day. We did get to spend the weekend together. though.
Our wedding has been very interesting to plan.
Originally, we were going to do it on March 12, 2016, however that changed when I found out I was pregnant with Wendell Tucker. We had planned nearly everything the first round, but changing our date made us rethink the whole thing.
Most of it we kept pretty much the same, however when it came to location we made a big switch. It was originally going to be in North Carolina, but after discussing it for quite some time, we decided that doing it in St. George would be easier for our families to attend.
Everyone has been waiting a very long time for our wedding, and we are excited to finally be able to have our big day, and having our little man there to share it with us makes it even better.