Logan and I both worked at BuzzFeed in the fall of 2013. Logan likes to say that he had a crush on me for a few months but let the record show that I was the one to make the first move. Logan published a story called "24 reasons why hockey players are actually big, cuddly sweethearts" and it was all over my Facebook news feed (#canadians) over the weekend. It was also the first sports story from BuzzFeed to get over 1 million views and the NHL even tweeted about it. But I digress...

The following Monday, I messaged Logan and simply said "Dude, your hockey story is blowing up!" I know, so clever right?! Even though we had never talked one-on-one, we had seen each other around the office so I figured he would have some idea of who I was. A few exchanges back-and-forth (including some trash talk because my Toronto Maple Leafs had actually beaten his Chicago Blackhawks 7-2 the previous weekend) and I knew this was something special. Two weeks later, on January 1, we had our first date. We watched the Winter Classic and never looked back.

We moved in together in June 2015 and on August 13, 2016, Logan proposed. It was the best day of my life and I can't wait to build a lifetime of memories with him. #teamLAforever.

It wasn't love at first sight, but it was close to that. I knew Augusta was "the one" after our first date: a day date at her apartment to watch The Winter Classic hockey game. I know that sounds surreal, but it is honestly the truth. It took one date.

Let's go back to the beginning.

Augusta and I met at BuzzFeed. We never actually worked together, but back in 2013, BuzzFeed wasn't that big, so we sort of knew of each other (we just hadn't really talked). A few weeks before Christmas, I wrote a post that went viral about "why hockey players are actually big, cuddly sweethearts." Augusta apparently saw that post and decided to message me about it. And we haven't stopped talking since. (Fun Fact: I love saying that last part, and it is also very true.)

Augusta made the first move by messaging me, but I had a little crush on her before that, so even though she beat me to it, we were going to talk one way or another. I just had to build up the courage.

Anyway, we talked all throughout Christmas break that year (there were butterflies every time my phone showed her name), so by the time our first date came around (January 1), I knew she was special. And I was right.

On the morning of August 13 (the number 13 is both Augusta and my favorite number), I proposed to Augusta. It was the best day of my life.