Daily Dose of Lacey

So, I've told the story of the meeting! If you missed it, you should click here to catch up.


After we met and had good conversation the first night at the Firemen's Dance, we decided to get some friends together to go out for a drink. It was casual and it again went very well. I wasn't sure how I was feeling about him at that point.

Then, he asked me to go on a date with him. I had company coming to visit the day he asked so we decided to take a rain check. So, instead of going on a date, Brice asked if my friend and I would like to go to the lake with him and his friend.

We had so much fun chatting, playing bean bags and getting completely sunburned. In the car on the way home I told my friend, "I think I'm starting to like him."

That same night, we all decided to go out for another drink. A drink at the bar turned into the decision to have some beers around a fire and that led to decided to go out stargazing.

The three of us went and had an awesome time and when the night was just about over, Brice asked me out for Chinese food for our first official date.

I looked at him and said, "Yes...it's a...plan..."

My friend was in the car listening and after I said that...laughing.

The weekend fun wasn't over, though. The next morning I got a text from him saying he left his coat in my apartment the night before. Yup, he sure did. Smooth.

When he came over to get it we went decided to play frisbee golf. Conversation was great so we decided to go for a walk together. Conversation was even better so we decided to go for a run together. And conversation was even BETTER.

Now, I'd like to say the rest is history. He was funny, smart, easy to talk to, good looking, had lots in common with me. But, that was still just the beginning.

My next part of the Love Story will be the actual first date.

Isn't it funny how much your life changes when you meet "the one"?

Well, for my readers who do not know me; I have recently gotten engaged! Woo-hoo!

The way Brice and I met can be defined in two ways, depending on how romantic you are. To me it was fate but to others it can be simply be described as meeting through  friend.

I had moved to town about a year before and was still in the process of making friends. Then, a couple of months into my job as a staff writer at the local newspaper, I had an interview for a story with a guy who was around the same age as me. He and I became pretty good friends over the following months and would often go see movies together or get together with other friends and play board games.

One night last spring, my friend sent me a text message asking if I wanted to go out for supper and then go see the new version of the Wizard of Oz.