Micaela and Billy met in high school when they snuck (sneaked?) out of the house on a fateful night eight years ago/fell in love/dated all through college/now they’re getting married and we’re the luckiest to be a part of their day, because high school sweethearts who actually work out are like a modern day rare endangered species and I find them fascinating. Like HOW do you survive dating through your awkward years and still want to marry each other? That is love, people!
Anyway these two bebs came over to our house, tromped around the yard, cavorted around Alki, froze their tushes off and let us force tequila on them despite their better angels. We think they’re tops.
PS. Does anyone else have that thing where they are just so damn endeared to things that are a little off-kilter? Like, since I was a little kid I’ve beelined for the warped looking MnMs or funny-shaped apples because I feel like they need a little extra loving attention (yes I’m aware they’re inanimate objects just stay with me) ANYWAY it definitely translates into pets now that I’m an adult, like show me the runt of the litter or the one with a lazy eye and I’m like I’LL TAKE TWO. This extra long tangent is to say that Micaela and Billy had my heart from one of the first sentences she ever wrote us, telling us about her cat with EIGHT EXTRA TOES. She has a soft spot for extra-philangied animals and ones that are, shall we say, quirky, and if there is anything more lovable than that I’d love to hear about it. Also she taught us the word “polydactyl” so put that in your pipe.