I was a freshman living in Coate Hall at UW-La Crosse and multiple times I had noticed this guy who had stunningly piercing eyes but I never had the guts to ever say anything to him. Instead of mustering up the courage to talk to him, I instead embarrassingly called him my "campus crush" to my roommate whenever I told her that I saw him.

A few years down the road, I saw him downtown at a bar called Old Crow and Facebook happened to notify me that morning that it was his birthday. After all those years of being scared to say hello, I decided I was going to say "Happy Birthday" to him (after a little liquid courage of course). He smiled at me and said thank you but nothing more was said or came about that night.

A few weeks later, I was out with my friends for a holiday Ugly Christmas Sweater party however I had to work the next morning at five A.M. Somehow my friend decided to convince me to stay out and call in "sick" to work (something I never ever did!). But I was sure glad I did. Again, my friends and I found ourselves at Old Crow and I happened to see my "campus crush" there again as well. As I was talking with my friends, he decided to come up to me and pull out one of the greatest question in the history of questions: "do you like that guy's vest over there?" pointing at one of his friends who I happened to know. I answered that in fact I did like the vest and Josh quickly explained back that it was in fact his vest. As the night went on, lots of awkward dance moves were shared on the Old Crow dance floor (I am positive you all will see "The Jish" dance move on the wedding day!) and Josh, the gentlman that he is, took me back home and dropped me off at my apartment.

When he dropped me off, he invited me over for bloody mary's and on a brewery tour with his roommates the next day in which I said that I would love to join. He put his phone number in my phone and said to text him so that he had my number as well. As he walked back to his apartment, I texted him saying that I hoped he made it home safely! I never received a text back so I thought that he didn't have any interest in me. The whole next day went on with no invite to bloody's or the brewery tour or even a text from Josh. By the end of the day, however, I received a message on Facebook from Josh saying that I missed bloody's and the brewery tour but that he hoped I had a fun time the other night and that he hoped to see me again soon. When I messaged him back, we eventually figured out that he put the incorrect phone number in my phone and it was off by 2 numbers! My family, his family, and I still give him a hard time about how he almost blew the chance at this relationship ever having a chance, but here we are now!

It was my junior year of college at UW-La Crosse, I was running late class...may or may not have overslept on accident. I entered the building where my class was and rushed to the stairs where I noticed a beautiful girl in the same situation, late and rushing to class too. She gave me a smile and I smiled back and went to class, hoping I would be able to see her again. After that interaction, the following on social medias soon happened, trying to find a way to get to see her again and maybe find the confidence to spark a conversation!

A typical night out in La Crosse turned out to be a not so typical night but ended up being one of my favorite nights and memories. I was at the bar Old Crow, when I noticed one of my friends was talking to that same girl that smiled at me while running late for class. With the help of a good amount of liquid courage, I approached my friend and her, in hopes to spark that conversation. That is when I met her, the wonderful and beautiful Jordan Wilke. As someone is smooth and good with his words, the conversation started with "Do you. like that guys vest?" as I am pointing to my friend....and yes it was my vest he was wearing. After that, some horrible dances moves were performed, along with some horrible jokes were told (thanks for laughing at them Jordan). One of the best nights of my life. At the end of the night, I walked Jordan back to her apartment and ended up talking for more hours there. As I left the apartment to head back home, I put my phone number in her phone and was planning to see her tomorrow for bloody mary's, brewery tour and Badger football game.

Well, the bloody mary's, brewery tour and Badger football game happened...without Jordan. No text or call from her the next day which left me wondering all day , "what did I do wrong?" I thought we had a fun night together. Thankful for those social media follows, I ended up shooting her a Facebook message with a very sarcastic tone that she missed out on a fun day. She fired back saying she messaged me and she got "iced" with a fake number I gave her. As she gave my the number I put into her phone, reality hit me...I did put the wrong number in her phone by two numbers! The gift and curse of the liquid courage from earlier.

For some reason, she kept talking to me and gave me a chance after that bone-head of a move. The next time we saw each other we met for coffee at The Pearl. We sat and talked each other's ears off for what seemed like an hour ended up being five hours!

From that day until now, everyday I tell myself I am the luckiest man in the world because I found the love of my life!