So I'm pretty much a Frisbee pro now. I went with Cameron to play frisbee golf (us pros call it "disc golf") last week and I found myself a frisbee while searching through some crazy bushes. It had the name Amanda Crawford on it and a phone number.

I'm pretty sure it is a sign from above that Amanda Crawford is my future wife. Unfortunately the number was disconnected, so Amanda might be dead. Actually, for all I know she's 12 years old, and that just wouldn't work out. Maybe someday she'll google her name and this story will come up, and then she will know where her frisbee ended up.

But for now, her frisbee has become my frisbee. That's what she gets for losing her phone number.