When Taylor & I met, things happened so fast. We would either talk on the phone or hang out somewhere every single day. Our first "official date" ended up being a Valentine's dance.
We've never been ones to make a big thing about it, but after 14 years, I thought I'd shake it up a bit and offer to go fishing with him. No coaxing needed.
Ahhh, how romantic! Floyd Lamb State Park. The mecca for lovers everywhere. This was my first time going fishing with Taylor, so he was SO excited. He even compared this event to our honeymoon. Funny, I couldn't quite make that comparison myself.
I had to have Taylor cast out my line each time because my fingers were numb from the cold. Each time I felt a fish tapping my line, I was supposed to tell Taylor and he would come over to help me. Finally, I started to feel a fish tap and tap at my line, so I decided to try to get this sucker in myself. Taylor was in complete amazement as I pulled in my monstrous catch.
It was actually pretty fun. Not saying that it's my new hobby, but I won't mind doing it again.