Jill

Some call the story random, others call it fate, whatever it was, it was perfect. Jill planned a birthday weekend with her BFF Lauren, the only thing they knew was that they wanted to go somewhere warm. A call was placed to a JetBlue agent who was given freedom to pick the time and place where Jill and Lauren would fly into the weekend of July 8th. Ft. Lauderdale was picked by the agent and the vacation planning began. Unfortunatly for Jill and Lauren, when they arrived at the hotel in Ft. Lauderdale, there was no hotel bar, but they were instructed to walk down the street to the Westin Diplomat, where, ironically, the Hooters Convention was taking place. (thank you Hooters for your use of Magnesol) After a dinner with a very confused waitress, Jill and Lauren ventured to the sports bar across the way. After a few laughs and drinks, in walks Jeff with a couple co-workers. Jeff was watching how protective Lauren was being of Jill and realized that if he was going to talk to Jill, he needed to get through Lauren first (smart man!)....which he did. The weekend was full of laughing and talking and no expectations. He was sweet enough to take Jill to the airport the last day, and the future was unknown - but the feeling between them was undeniable. A few weeks later, after many calls and texts and emails, Jeff arrived in North Carolina and the two never spent more than 18 days apart during the next 6 months. Jill moved to Orlando January 2011 to see where a life together with Jeff would take them. Everything built up to July 7, 2011 when Jeff threw Jill off by surprising her with a proposal over dinner. Jill thought it was just a normal sweet gesture of Jeff during a long call week of hers, and it wasn't until after dinner when Jeff said he "had one more surprise for her" that she was taken around the table and realized the candles on the table all along spelled out "Marry Me".