What happens in Vegas...doesn't ALWAYS stay in Vegas!!

So April 15, TAX day is a day dreaded by most, but for me...

it is the day my future changed.

It is the anniversary of the day I met Brandon, aka Branmuffin, the Hubs.

So, if you are wanting a sappy lovepost with personal pictures, keep reading.

If not, hit this blog up another time.

5 years ago, on April 15, 2005, I met the man I was to marry.

I met him in Las Vegas, Nevada...you know, Sin City.

I met him, here....

PURE nightclub in Las Vegas.

{At the time, the #1 nightclub in the world,

in Caesar's Palace Hotel and Casino.}

Not really the place I am looking forward to telling my daughter about,

 when she decides she has met the "man of her dreams"....

and not a place one usually goes to meet their HUSBAND.

A lil' background on me:

I was in my early 30's, single, and most of my friends were starting to settle down.

I hadn't met someone I wanted to marry.

I did my research on meeting that special someone,

{a book with a huge diamond ring pic on the front cover, titled.."How to get married in a year or less"}

and one of the tips was...to get out and TRAVEL. 

So, off I went, on several trips. 

One of them being, Las Vegas with two, great friends....Muffy and Nancy.

{Here we are in front of the Bellagio, where we stayed, and where I will always stay in Vegas.}

The second night we were there, we were off to da' club to have fun.

Oh, wanna see how hot I looked when I went out 5 years ago,

 the actual night I met him?

Eww..but I thought I was "the stuff" that night.

After a trip to the ladies room, I walked by a MAN, a HOT MAN,

who caught my eye.  Our eyes were drawn to each other.

He hit on me, he introduced me to friends, I lost both of my friends.

 Sparks were flying and the conversation was magical.

Branmuffin's background:

He was and still is, 5 years younger than me.  He's from Washington state, and moved

to Vegas a month before us meeting.  He was at a bachelor party that night. His first time, on the Strip, or so he said.  He didn't plan on marrying for at least 5 years, at least, that was his thinking/goal.

I did NOT think I met my husband that night.  There was a spark, and an attraction,

but I was at a CLUB, in Las Vegas, on vacation.

After drinks and conversation, we walked back to the Bellagio. 

He told me personal things that got me choked up. 

I was choked up because everything was so easy with us,

he was/still is such a good listener,

he told me things that made me realize that what I wanted really did

exist.  And these "things" were things, I always wanted in a husband.

The next day we met up after dinner and spent the night walking around, laughing, holding hands,

and smoochin'!  He tells me now he knew the first night we met...he would've married me.

After that second night, I knew I could marry him.

Here we are in the Bellagio garden...at about 5 am.

And, does this girl look like she is in love???

Yep, in love with him...

So...in my humble opinion...all cliches are true.

It happens when you least expect it.

And..

When you know, you know.

What was next?

6 months later, my company moved me to Las Vegas.

2 months after that, we got engaged.

7 months after that, we married in Minnesota.

And now....

the love story continues in Minnesota,

 with two babies who bless our lives every, single, day.

So don't believe,

What Happens in Vegas, Stays in Vegas.

All because two people fell in love.