MegBurns

suburbanite in the 860. clothes addict, pr junkie.
meghan.m.burns@gmail.com
@MegBurns
Five years ago today (that is so many years), in a smelly dorm room with posters of shot pyramids and airbrushed swimsuit models, I asked Chris if I could request to be his girlfriend on Facebook. He said yes (I agree, he should have totes asked me first). Pretty unreal to me that we have managed to survive a year and a half of college, my parent’s divorce (within the first month of dating), two spring breaks, GREEK LIFE, a month abroad, crappy friends, good friends, first jobs, unemployment, being really poor, being not as poor (but still pretty poor), a new dog, moving in together, and the whole time, still really actually liking each other (edit: ok fine, sometimes we really really don’t like each other. but we still love each other!!! winning!!!). I will never forget when I moved in to my first ever apartment that cost 1/2 my monthly paycheck (not because it was a super great luxury apartment, but because 1/2 my monthly paycheck was just about the cost of your average tiny apartment), and my student loans kicked in the same month and my mom handed over my cell bill and car insurance the same month and I essentially had less then 50 cents to my name. And Chris borrowed my car for something or another and when I went to get it at his house I found a neat little row of paper bags in the back seat filled with all my favorite groceries. Meaning he braved Stop & Shop and filled his cart with light ‘n fit yogurts and sandwich thins and steamed veggies, because he knew I couldn’t afford to feed myself. I’ve never felt so loved in my life… and that story still makes me teary. In summary: You are really good looking (score!). You are also really funny. And also really strange. I am happy that we are happy. Thank you for loving me. Happy date-iversary! Photo: Spring Break 2008. Yes, that is a lime-green terry cloth Juicy zip-up. Be jealous.

Five years ago today (that is so many years), in a smelly dorm room with posters of shot pyramids and airbrushed swimsuit models, I asked Chris if I could request to be his girlfriend on Facebook.

He said yes (I agree, he should have totes asked me first).

Pretty unreal to me that we have managed to survive a year and a half of college, my parent’s divorce (within the first month of dating), two spring breaks, GREEK LIFE, a month abroad, crappy friends, good friends, first jobs, unemployment, being really poor, being not as poor (but still pretty poor), a new dog, moving in together, and the whole time, still really actually liking each other (edit: ok fine, sometimes we really really don’t like each other. but we still love each other!!! winning!!!).

I will never forget when I moved in to my first ever apartment that cost 1/2 my monthly paycheck (not because it was a super great luxury apartment, but because 1/2 my monthly paycheck was just about the cost of your average tiny apartment), and my student loans kicked in the same month and my mom handed over my cell bill and car insurance the same month and I essentially had less then 50 cents to my name. And Chris borrowed my car for something or another and when I went to get it at his house I found a neat little row of paper bags in the back seat filled with all my favorite groceries. Meaning he braved Stop & Shop and filled his cart with light ‘n fit yogurts and sandwich thins and steamed veggies, because he knew I couldn’t afford to feed myself. I’ve never felt so loved in my life… and that story still makes me teary.

In summary:

You are really good looking (score!). You are also really funny. And also really strange.

I am happy that we are happy. Thank you for loving me.

Happy date-iversary!

Photo: Spring Break 2008. Yes, that is a lime-green terry cloth Juicy zip-up. Be jealous.

  1. lizlemon said: Ok, the grocery story got me.
  2. gezellig said: Congrats
  3. partyforone said: …And I cried at my desk the grocery story.
  4. digital-scrapbook said: very cute!
  5. pinkseersucker said: you are both adorable and awesome.
  6. jelizabethl said: Hands down, one of the cutest stories I’ve heard. You’re lucky to have one another.
  7. danielleisdizzy said: Seriously… Fork over the brother.