Thanks for taking the time to be apart of our story and we both look forward to celebrating with family and friends on April 7th. We hope to see you at our special day!

Our Highlights --Linsey

Scott and I went to school together for several years and graduated together in 2008. However our story together started in December 2013. Scott and I reconnected one night when we were both out with friends. I ended up giving him and Al a ride home, which during he talked my ear off about mental health and hated on my ipod selection. All while Al slept in my back seat. That New Years I remember talking to my girl friends about this guy I had been crushing on. That whole evening we were snapchatting back and forth. I remember doing everything possible to make sure I had signal for my snaps to go through, you know… holding the phone as high in the air as possible, because that’s helpful. ;)

In January we had a double date with friends, at which I drank some margaritas and fell asleep at the movie we went too. But our first official date was later that month. We went ice skating at Fountain Square and Scott was pretty frustrated that he fell several times and I did not. It wasn’t long after that we were spending as much time together as we could, while I was living in NKy and he was in Dayton. Once I moved back, we were together every day.

In our four year journey together we have lived in three different cities, owned two homes, loved our two cats and adopted our spoiled rotten pup. We have enjoyed learning about one another, going on adventures, challenging each other and teaching each other new things! We have developed the perfect balance and I am excited to take his name this April.

The Full Version -- Scott

Well, We have at least known of each other since the sixth grade when we started attending the same school. There is even a picture of us standing next to each on a sixth grade basketball trip where I was playing and Linsey was cheering. Even with all of this history we didn’t know that much about each other through school. I don’t think we ever shared a class together and although we ran in similar crowds we didn’t spend much if any time together in high school. But Linsey did receive all the college scholarships at the awards ceremony our senior year. (Debbie, at least, remembers that vividly.)

From there we went our separate ways and had our own college adventures. Cheering and Golfing our way through undergrad. After that we both ended up making our way to graduate school and on a fateful night on winter break, just over four years ago, we found ourselves at the same bar with a big group of friends from high school. There were drinks had throughout the night as we all caught up with one another. As the night went on Linsey and I started talking more and more about god knows what. By the end of the night, like many nights we spend with friends, Linsey was sober and willing to drive a group of us home. During the ride we started talking about her school and the mental health profession. I also relentlessly went after the playlist list on the ipod she kept in her car. If I remember correctly it was a lackluster collection of pop songs from the early 2000s. During all of this our officiant for the wedding was catching up on some sleep in the back seat.

At the end of the ride we exchanged numbers and began texting frequently over the next couple weeks. Once the new year hit we went on our first date, well kinda. It was a double date with a couple of our friends. We went to a Mexican restaurant and then to see a movie, which is still one of our favorite date nights. It turned out to be a great night even though, Linsey and her friend drunkenly giggled through most of the movie. Our next date was a bit more romantic. We ended up going to dinner down at fountain square and went ice skating at the rink there. Linsey decided to stay with me despite my clumsiness on a pair of skates. I think I managed to stay on my feet the whole time, but it wasn’t pretty. That was a very good sign that my clumsiness didn’t scare her away.

Over the next several weeks and months we spent a lot of time together when we weren’t in class. We were trading weekends between Miamisburg and Northern Kentucky. Those early months were a lot of fun. They seem like a blur now, but we had the best times just hanging out or studying together. Soon after that Linsey moved back to Miamisburg and I finished up my graduate courses. That fall we ended up getting an apartment in Mason together. This was our midway point between Cincinnati and Dayton and a great opportunity to get out of our parents houses. (Unfortunately, that didn't last long because look at us now, back where we started.) During this time Linsey finished grad school and landed her first job as a full-time counselor. After several months, we started to get a little restless stuck in between Cincinnati and Dayton, finding ourselves in one or the other most weekends. Although, I did love being so close to a golf course. That summer we began looking at houses closer to Cincinnati. We finally found one in Madisonville that was a perfect starter home. The white brick and the small fenced in yard will always hold a special place in our hearts. The offer was accepted at the beginning of August and we were able to move in by mid-September. We quickly fell in love with our quiet street and little neighborhood. Only a few short steps from downtown Mariemont and just down the street from one of our favorite spot Mac's. Those few few months in the house were great, but our lives would soon change forever.

Ever since we had begun dating Linsey would talk about getting a puppy that first spring we were in our house we broke down and finally rescued a little shiba inu mix named Yogi. This little rascal is incredibly stubborn, but we love him very much and wouldn't change a thing. The next year seemed to fly by with both of us busy with work and learning to be good pup parents to Yogi, all while attempting to have a semblance of a social life.

Getting the Ring

On a Saturday in February 2017 Linsey was supposed to be out with one of her friends, but last minute her plans were cancelled. I can't remember why now, but this created quite the predicament. This was the day I had chosen to go pick out a ring. Last minute we had to come up with diversion in order to have enough time out without Linsey getting suspicious. Luckily for me it was warm enough to go hit golf balls at a local range and thankfully it isn't out of the ordinary for me and my brothers to be gone a few hours. So, for some reason we actually still went and hit balls. Looking back, not sure why we did that. After that we went and picked out a ring I would later propose with. I, however, went into this wholly unprepared. I didn't have a great image of what Linsey wanted out of an engagement ring or what size ring she wore. This was created some comic effect with the sales rep, but mostly just frustration on his part. After a lot of indecision on my part and mounting frustration on the side of the jeweler we finally found the perfect ring. For some reason we thought Mark, my father would be smooth enough to find out Linsey's ring size on his own. So we sent him a text asking him to find out. At this time he happened to be napping with his phone on the table near Linsey. With all of us out she leaned over to make sure it wasn't and emergency and whatever veil of secrecy we had was instantly dashed.

Monday, April 10th, 2017

The Sunday before, we had returned home to Cincinnati after visiting family in Miamisburg. That evening Scott announced that he had to go back up because his new clubs had arrived after we left. I totally bought the story... I mean... NEW CLUBS! and I knew he was like a kid on Christmas. But really he was traveling back to have "the talk" with my dad. (it's a pretty good story, if you want to ask them about it). And there was actually new clubs, as well.

On that Monday, we had set out to start being more consistent in running/working out and I was pumped to go for a run in my favorite spot. Scott and Yogi were up for tagging along on my 2.5 mile run. (Yes, Scott ran with the ring in his pocket for several miles.) As we finished up and were returning to the car I was counting calories and realizing I could have the ice cream I was craving, when I looked up to see Scott on one knee. The whirl of emotions continued when I heard yelling and cheering coming from the parking lot. He had invited our parents to be there for this special moment, and I couldn't hold the tears back. I remember shaking and struggling to smile for pictures I was so overwhelmed with joy and feelings of love.