We take a break from our regular programing to announce:
Frank and I have been married for 12 years. It is crazy! It just doesn't seem possible. It seems just like yesterday we had just met each other on a church camp out, and now here we are 12 years later. You want to hear our love story? To tell you the truth neither one of us likes camping. Why either one of us went is a miracle since it was raining that day. We met on Whitby Island in Washington State. My girlfriend convinced me to go saying that I would have a good time. He must have fell in love with the Swiss miss braids I was wearing in my hair that night along with my gorgeous cream colored Irish knit sweater, or it could have been my fantastic ability to speak German (which wasn't really that great at the time-the basics). He knows why I fell in love with him, it was because of the candy. He offered me his last Ferraro chocolate. Those yummy little chocolate balls with the chocolate insides and Hazelnut then are dipped in chocolate and rolled in Hazelnuts and wrapped in the pretty little gold wrapper. No joke! He knew how to win over my heart as he squished out the other guy sitting next to me by the camp fire. The rest is history. One year exactly from that day we got married. Happy Anniversary my Schaetz!