Lisa and Lam

Bride's Story

Lam and I met at a Halloween Pub Crawl in Sacramento in October 2006. We met online and within a few conversations decided to meet in person. After the initial mistake of calling him "Iam", I knew that I had a tough road ahead of me. But fortunately he has since forgiven me. My first impression was that he was very cute and witty and within a few dates I knew this was something worthwhile. Since that first meeting we have been inseparable.

Within a few months of dating, we moved in together. I have never been happier with someone.

Groom's Story
I didn’t want to go.
I went anyway.
Best decision of my life.

I first met Lisa online. She was one of the few (out of the many I contacted, I admit) to respond to my messages. There was something about her. She seemed real. It was worth continuing getting to know her. We traded messages for another week or so, learning more and more about the in’s and out’s of one another. This was October 2006; Halloween was just around the corner. Of course that fact meant little to me, but I suppose it presented an opportunity to Lisa because she invited me to join her and her friends for a Halloween-themed pub crawl.

I didn’t want to go.
Bars? Crowds of people? Drunk people? Not really my type of thing. Actually, the idea made me nauseated. I went over all my saved messages with her wondering if there was something in them that would make me willing to brave a storm of tipsy costumed strangers. Funny? Check. Smart? Check. Sassy? Check. Sensible? Perhaps. After all, her costume for Halloween was to wear mousetraps on her blouse—get it, booby traps? At any rate, that definitely reinforced funny and smart. I responded to her invitation with a steadfast “maybe”.

I went anyway.
I almost didn’t go. Even as I had gone to meet up with her that day, I sat out front the bar and contemplated whether or not to go in. Finally, I told myself anyone worth knowing was worth going through a little bit of discomfort for. I went inside, down a narrow staircase past burglars, priests, fairies and zombies toward the back of small dark room. Then I saw her… booby traps. Who could miss them? But honestly, when I saw that she recognized me, I felt comforted. I felt safe. Knowing that she was there for me (at least in part) did much to quell a lot of my doubts. It is that look on her face that I still look for—and always find—everyday when I see her. I’m glad I had gone to meet her.

Best decision of my life.