Like all great love stories of the 21st century, ours started on Tinder when we both swiped right on each other. Nate was still kind of new to the area so he gave me dibs on picking where we would have our first date. I was going to try and impress him by picking somewhere really nice but he reminded me that he is a good ol boy from Indiana and any where will be fine. So I picked the trashiest bar in Fredericksburg, Cowboy Jacks. That alone I think won me a few brownie points. The night was great and it was non stop talking for hours until I found out that he “hatfished” me from his pictures on tinder. He had hats on in all of them and turns out, he’s actually balding. I let that slide as he drove me home and I invited him to hangout in my backyard and have a fire. Nate will admit thats really when I won him over. He had been missing have fires like he did back home so that sealed the deal for him.