Well.. my favorite way to shorten our "how we met story" is to tell people this:

We met on a float trip through mutual friends. I was struggling to park my vehicle in our campsite and some dude wearing a cub scout hat, a button up / see through shirt (that I now know he calls his "Rico Suave" shirt) and a full on Fu Manchu mustache helped me navigate into the spot.. and I for whatever reason immediately thought "YESSSS, I WANT THAT ONE!"

Here's the more detailed version of how it went down:

I met Joe on June 23, 2017! I went on a float trip that my friend Megan invited me to join annually and I was excited for a weekend of fun with friends. When my sister and I arrived to the campsite, there were already quite a few people who had arrived and were setting up. I immediately felt a little anxious when I realized that I had to navigate my car into an awkward parking space between some cars and trees. Someone clearly saw that I was on the struggle bus and came over to help direct me into the spot. (Spoiler alert: it was totally Joseph who who helped. He's such a sweet guy!) After parking and getting out of the car, my friend Megan ran up to hug me and greet me, and then she revealed the helpful mystery guy's identity, saying "This is Gucci, he's great!"

I remember thinking that he was pretty cute, and then I moved on to getting my tent set up and unpacking so we could start the party. We all spent time at the campsite drinking, playing games, and hanging out all night. There were not any particular interactions with Joe that stand out to me that first night (but it may just be because he got lost finding his way back to our campsite after he wandered off and slept under a tree that night LOL).

We were on different rafts for the float trip and definitely interacted some during the day, but the real memorable part for me was that second night. We sat next to each other by the campsite and just talked all night long. He knew my sister and I had to get up the next day to head back for an early morning soccer game and kept checking on me to see if I needed to get to bed. I appreciated the thoughtfulness, but I was so enthralled with our conversation that I didn't even care about getting sleep! I had such an enjoyable evening that night sitting by the fire together, under the stars, drinking beer and just talking about anything and everything together. I left early the next morning for my soccer game so I did not get to say goodbye, but I did get to see Joe again about a week later where our story really started. (But more on that in the next section: Our Story!)

We met on a float trip. I saw two confused looking young ladies that needed help parking. I helped them park and then I don't even think I introduced myself. Then, we went on our merry ways and ended up reconnecting later.

Well, night one- I passed out and had some lady help me back to the campsite. We talked a little that night, not knowing what we had started, and the next day we talked a lot more while we were on the float. I think we both felt something. We definitely felt it that night. We were up very late- and this is before I knew she was a crazy psycho planner and traveler. She had to get up early and she wanted to stay up still, but I said "No, go to bed!" I think she had to leave for a game back home at 8- both her and her sister. I know I definitely could have made a move that night!

We saw each other again on July 3rd, and she pushed me in the pool. I had my last cigarette in my pocket, so I was a little upset about that. But I remember liking that she felt comfortable enough around me to do that. Then, we kissed right outside the bathroom door. She was exiting and I had to pee. She stared at me with this awkward silence, and she was close to me, so I just kissed her and I think I made the right move. Oh yeah, then when she tried to leave, I asked for her number.