I met Kyle four years ago today. (See below). Sight unseen, he had agreed to be my date to Chi O's masquerade soiree... (I owe every bit of that to my dear, smooth-talkin' Lindsay). It was his 19th birthday. (I found out the day of). I wooed him with a cookie cake and peanut butter crackers - one of his self-proclaimed "interests" on Facebook. He wooed me with his Justin Timberlake-esque dance moves (a rarity, come to find out) and his pretty blue eyes...

Fast forward 1,400-ish days...

Celebrating 23. (And still wooing me with the blue eyes).

Happy birthday, Kyle.