This is Adam:
They dated, went to a Christmas party, moved in together, adopted two cats, carved a few pumpkins, visited Florida, and got engaged.
And they hate speaking in third person.
So this is Monica typing. I met Adam way back when in November of 2006. We immediately hit it off due to our mutual love of cheese and horror movies. Oh, and his friends did not scare me. So we dated while I lived in Chicago and he lived here in Rockford. I moved back here (where I grew up) in May of 2007. That summer, we adoped Morticia, nicknamed Murder Kitty for obvious reasons. Seriously. She plots murder all day.
Styxe patched things up for us. For reals. After a particularly long winter, I turned 21 (we are in 2008 now). Adam was working 80 hour weeks. Then things magically dropped off. Both of our work schedules were drastically cut. I was diagnosed with Celiac Disease (probably way more on that later). We celebrated Christmas. Adam dropped down on one knee on March 30, 2009, one day before his 23rd birthday. We planted a garden, ate some tomatoes, bought a hutch, and (attempted) to plan a wedding.
Whew. I neglected a lot of stuff. But that is okay. The interwebs will accomodate my updates, I am sure.
-- Monica
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