This page is a quick chronicle of how Sarah and I met and fell in love. Be warned: This page may
contain sugary sweetness capable of inducing Diabetes. Read at your own risk...
It all started at a fateful rehearsal for the Connecticut Renaissance Faire.
I had just finished telling my fighters to strike a viscious pose, when she asked for help with her technique. A clever tactic...which went completely unnoticed to me, as my obliviousness (obliviositude? obliviousnessositudation?) knew no bounds. Soon, however, I was enthralled. Something about her just called to me.
Her beauty, of course, was obvious, but there was something more...
Her fashion sense was second to none...
Finally, after much too long, we stopped pretending we weren't falling for each other, and let it happen...and oh what a pair we made.
I guess you could say it was a match made in heaven...
Over our time together, we've done a lot, and have been through a lot, and we've always stood hand in hand against anything that would get in our way.
Now, I would like to say to you, Sarah, you are my world. You've done more for me than you could ever know. I don't think I could ever properly tell you how much I love you, but I promise to spend the rest of my life trying.
Who knew that what started as a nerdy hobby, would ultimately lead me to the woman of my dreams?
Who knew that someone so chic...
...and yet still so effortlessly beautiful...
...could find what she was looking for in such an...odd person...
Regardless, I can't begin to tell you how happy I am that you did. I love you, Sarah. You've made me the happiest man alive.
