Andrew spent many hardworking years getting his PhD at Case Western University in Cleveland and I was out in Los Angeles being an artist and working as on objects and architectural conservator. Andrew moved to Pittsburgh for a job at a space robotics company and I moved back to be close to my mom who was about to have back surgery. Neither of us knew very many people in Pittsburgh so we ended up meeting online. Our first date was at The Butterwood Bake Consortium and it was the day after President Trump was elected. We agreed not to discuss it. I remember thinking that his face was handsome and that he looked European when we walked up to the counter to order some tea and cake. We had a lovely conversation about California, robots, and sea dragons and then went for a walk around Lawrenceville. This is when Andrew told me that he grew up tending to an angora rabbit farm. It had been my recent dream (crafted maybe two or three weeks prior) to have an angora rabbit farm, so this was very exciting information. We talked and talked and then got hungry and decided to go to dinner at the little Thai restaurant across the street for the bake shop. It was a long wonderful date and since then we have been pretty much inseparable. And now we have a little spawn who appears to be equal parts methodical mind and whimsical artist.