A few weeks earlier she asked for a joke, so the note I sent with the flowers had a great one:
What did the stamp say to the envelope?
Stick with me and we’ll go places.
Both were delivered to her workplace on February 14, 2012 by 11:45 AM. Nine hours of silence later, I wasn’t really sure where I stood. I asked if I had a chance.
In what should probably have gone on an autocorrect meme… “I can be kinda obvious sometimes.”
She meant oblivious.
I wouldn’t figure that out until the next day.
We kept texting.
Distance kept us there for a while. She visited Mobile. I visited Anniston. We had adventures.
In August 2012 she got a job teaching down here.
I proposed to Shelley Boozer on Dr. Seuss’ birthday, because seriously, that’s what you do when you’re asking a kindergarden teacher to marry you. On March 2, 2013, in the blistering wind on a Gulf Shores beach not far from the crashing waves and a frozen pelican*, she said yes. Probably so we could get back in the car.
Because we’re insane, we chose a hot Alabama evening in July to get married. The ceremony was in Lyon Chapel at the University of Mobile where we both went to college. Just us and a few close friends. The party afterward was at our house.
I love you, Shelley Kennedy. Stick with me. We’ll go places.
*Just kidding about the pelican.