We're getting married!

Finding the exact moment where our love story began is a little tricky… Should we start at Katie’s, the restaurant where we had our first date? Maybe it begins back in December 2014, when Jono officially asked Hannah to be his girlfriend? Or did it really start at Pat O’Brien’s piano bar when Hannah was loudly embellishing Neil Diamond’s Sweet Caroline with profanity and Jono first admitted to himself “I love this girl.” We were extremely lucky to spend four unforgettable years exploring New Orleans together. We shared eggs baked in brioche at Tartine, crashed two weddings in Audubon Park, caught beads at Mardi Gras, and danced until the lights came on at too many celebrations to count. Louis Armstrong famously sang “Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans cause that’s where you left your heart?” And after Jono graduated and moved home to Kansas City, he knew. We dated long-distance for four years; the first 2 years Hannah was finishing school in New Orleans and then she moved home to Springfield, Massachusetts. There were many flights back and forth from the South to the Midwest and the Northeast where we did not know what the future held for our relationship. But no matter the distance, we knew what we had was worth waiting for, and we made time to talk on the phone every night, expressing to each other “goodnight, I love you.” So, for anyone keeping score, a conversation that started 7 years earlier at The Boot before a Jimmy Buffet themed party, led Jono to move across the country and eventually propose on a dock at sunset in Acadia National Park. And when you tally it all up, it’s a relationship that’s included roughly: 2 dozen Z-Man sandwiches & 4 dozen orders of fries from Oklahoma Joe’s, 15 birthdays celebrated together, 4 pairs of ripped pants, and 2 amazing families that couldn’t be more excited to join as one this September.