Brandon and I met in the dressing room at The Gap. I was working there at the time, and he wanted to talk to me, so he asked me if the khakis he was trying on would shrink...
"From a 1/4 -1/2 inch," I said.
And we talked for 15 minutes and I got his phone number. Here we are 8 1/2 years later.
The day of our anniversary (Tuesday), I called him around lunchtime to ask him what kind of printer/scanner/copier I should buy (cause I wanted to scan these photos). He kept trying to stall me, finally giving up and telling me that he had already bought me one at lunch for our anniversary. We have great timing like that all the time. I was glad to ruin his surprise for me, since any time that I try to surprise him, he does the same. My gift to him was a Magic 8 Ball. Ha. He had actually called a babysitter and took me to Biaggi's at the Gateway, the best Italian restaurant ever. Thanks Babe!