This is us.

J and I met when we were young. So very young. I was fifteen and he was eighteen. Oh, the uninvited cautionary advice I received after revealing that lovely little factoid to anyone who asked. Despite everyone's best attempts to warn me that his age was the only factor I should consider, I just so happened to notice that he was also fun, passionate, supportive, and he adored me.

Friday, September 1st, 2006 - We met at a mutual friend's birthday party. As soon as I saw him, I just had to have him. I asked around and found out he was single, then I got his attention, or "hopped around him the rest of the night like a yappy chihuahua" (as he so lovingly tells it now).

Friday, September 8th, 2006 - I got his number from our mutual friend and invited him out to dinner with our group, so I could sit next to him. The night went from dinner to ice cream to my house where we played pool in the basement. My friend stayed the night, and J couldn't bring himself to leave until 2am. It was a hilarious and fantastical night. 

Friday, September 15th, 2006 - I invited him to a charity gala that I was attending with some friends, and when he picked me up, we found ourselves alone in his car as we drove over. As we talked, we realized that we had everything in common, and later in the night while we were dancing in our own little world at the edge of the floor, he asked me to be his. 

We've spent every waking moment together since.