and I read a proclamation to her about going to the dance. We all had fun with it.

Best answer I got was in college. I felt bad asking this girl to homecoming because I was a sports reporter, and worked weekend nights, and we wouldn't be able to start our date until after like 9 p.m. So I wrote a small, teeny tiny note asking her on a short date. That weekend I ran my first marathon and she was at the finish line with a HUUUUUGGGE, really long sign that said yes. I was so disoriented from the euphoria of hormones that comes from finishing a marathon that I gave her a big hug, which in retrospect was probably really disgusting.

But we got married 9 months later! 😉