Once Upon A Time, back in late July of 2012, a certain sister, Ruth, sent me a random link to a dating site. I thought it was kind of a funny dating site (FarmersOnly.com) and one that I had never really heard of. So me being the curious one made an account and logged on to see what kind of prospects there were out there in the Farmers dating scene. I actually thought nothing would have ever come of it, until later that night. I browsed through the site checking out some of the profiles.
It wasn't until later that evening that I got my first message. I tried to read the message, but of course you had to pay to be a member before you can message or read a message from anyone on the site. I wasn't too sure if I should do it, but after talking it over with my sister-in-law and showing her the picture of how cute the guy was she told me to go for it. BEST $20 EVER SPENT!!!!! hahaha...you'll find out why in a little bit.
Ryan (that's his name) and I talked and texted for a week on the phone after that little message when he asked if I wanted to meet for dinner and drinks. I was very skeptical. Mind you I didn't really know what to think about using an online dating service to meet someone. I had always heard the negative stories of killers and was freaked out by it. Therefore, I did my research! i.e. Facebook stalking! I hadn't told my parents that I was talking to anyone, so the first thing I did was tell my Mom about it and ask her opinion. And of course she did the same thing she has always done in the past 23 years of my life, she gave the infamous line, "Ask your father." She did seem okay with it and Dad was all for it too. (I think they really wanted me to start dating or something!)
Ryan and I met August 3, 2012 for the first time and there were fireworks between us... figuratively and literally speaking. We went to a cute little restaurant in my hometown. We sat outside since it was a beautiful night and fireworks were set off....I mean literally because the building next to us was setting them off the roof. It was such a great first date! I feel bad bragging about it, but it was amazing! He asked if we could meet again the next day and we did....he actually met a good portion of my family, too!
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Our first time visiting Purdue together @ Harry's Chocolate Shop
I knew from that day that I had something special with Ryan. It was so easy to be around him and I didn't have to be someone I am not. I mean let's face it, I can be very immature and have outrageously inappropriate comments. And Ryan is the same way and we just meshed so well together.
Fast forward to November 30, 2012: Ryan came over to my house, where I had made dinner for us. He walked in around 6:30 pm and immediately asked if we could go for a walk. It was cold and dark and I was hungry and I didn't understand why he wanted to go for a walk, but I agreed anyways. We walked across the road to my family farm. Ryan wanted to climb the ladder up the grain elevator leg since we had the Christmas star up...there was no way in HELL that I was going to do that. It was cold; it was dark; the ladder elevator leg is like 80 feet in the air. We honestly bickered back and forth about this for nearly 20 minutes. I finally asked him why he was being so dang persistent about going up there and he faces me and says, "You're gonna make me do it like this?" And I said, "Do what?"
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It was always a dream of mine to find the man that God had intended me to be with. I just never thought that after 4 months I would be engaged to marry him....that's right folks! After I said, "Do what?" Ryan got down on one knee and asked me to marry him....of course I said, "YES!"
The wedding date is set for July 2013....it's under a 100 days away!!!!! I'm super pumped for the day and I get smiley just thinking about the day I get to walk down the isle to my handsome cowboy that I have forever waited and prayed God to find me.
Wedding planning is going great...thought it would have been more stressful, but guess I'm coping pretty well with all the stress. Talk to me a month before the wedding and it might be a different story!
