This one’s a long time coming.
In 2010 Sam and I (and Roux and Grady) lived together in a little, nay tiny, house near downtown Denver. We were in our mid-twenties and we were wild. I met Todd in April of that year; just a month later Sam met Ross. In September, Sam and I (dogs in tow) set out on a multi-month epic road trip, calling ourselves the Four Crazy Bitches, sleeping wherever we could, eating ramen noodles out of the back of the car, and embracing our freedom. Except that by then we were both kind of in love with the guys we’d left behind. Less than a year later I was married to Todd and living in Ohio; Sam moved to Aspen and in with Ross. And so Ross and Todd knew Sam and I at the peak of our insanity, and stuck around anyway.
I couldn’t be more excited that Sam and Ross will be tying the knot in August. They deserve the best. They are the best.