The real answer is through mutual friends that Lindsey made at FSU (that's right, we were both born and raised in St. Pete, but never met until college). Nick swears he first met me in his garage during a party he threw for Cinco de Mayo when his parents were out of town; according to him, all I said was "NICE HOUSE."

It's fair to say we made a mutual first move as each other's NYE kiss to ring in 2009. Many hours and miles of back and forth weekend travel between Tallahassee and Tampa ensued.

We live in an equal opportunity home!

WORLD TRAVELING, hands down. Fun fact: Lindsey aced an entire online summer course for Nick in exchange for him to join her on a Euro backpacking trip in 2011. Another fun fact: Since then, we have been to 5 of the 7 continents together except Australia and Antarctica.

TBD... it's Nick's turn to pick the next international destination, and he's craving laid back, exotic beach vibes. Depending on Covid's agenda, we'd like to swim with whale sharks in the Philippines. If all goes according to plan, Lindsey will be scuba certified like Nick in time for the honeymoon!

This question isn't even fair! With all our traveling and vacationing and over a decade's worth of dating... We are also lucky to both have amazing chefs in our family. Lindsey's parents make chicken crépes that are to die for, and Nick's mom makes a white lasagna that brings all the Smith kids to the table.

Another unfair question! But have you heard about that one time Nick and Lindsey were road tripping in Big Sur, California...AND NICK GOT A HOLE-IN-ONE AT PEBBLE BEACH?! True story: we were sleeping in our hammocks between giant redwoods in 40-something degree temperatures when Nick's alarm went off at 6am to call Pebble Beach to try to get in on a cancelled reservation. He got lucky with a 4:30pm tee-time with the warning that he may not be able to finish all 18 holes before sunset and the course closing. We took the opportunity and showed up as prepared as two Floridians ignorant to Northern Cali weather and unanticipated golfing plans could be... Lindsey doubling up on leggings and Nick rocking Vans and rental clubs. Did I mention we had shivered in hammocks all night for an approximate total two hours of actual sleep? Back ache and all, Nick managed to shoot par on the first hole! This excitement, combined with a live audience of adorable mule deer, made Lindsey agree to be Nick's caddy for the whole round. Some say it was her presence alone that brought the magic on hole 12... Nick made history with a 187-yard stroke of a 5-iron on a par 3 overlooking the Pacific Ocean. We went crazy. Expletives were dropped. Many beers were purchased. Had their been an officiant on the course around us, we would have exchanged our vows right there on hole 12! As the sun and temperature continued to sink rapidly, we were told the hole-in-one was only valid if Nick completed the whole course. We raced against Earth's rotation to meet our victory, Nick shooting by the light of our iPhones in otherwise pitch blackness by the 17th and 18th holes. One day, our future children will be able to visit Pebble Beach Golf Links and look up their father's name in the official Hole-in-One Registry.

...dogs sleeping in the bed with humans! Jetty is an Aussie-Lab and our first child together. We also have Dunks, the polydactyl college cat who's been around since the beginning of our relationship; Nick pretends he doesn't want him in bed because of "allergies"... but an extensive camera roll of adorable bed cuddle photos tells the real story.

Does it even need to be said? We've gotta cross Australia and Antarctica off that list!

the yard of our house we bought in 2020 after living together in a condo for 4 years. You have to see it to believe it, if we do say so ourselves. Imagine a corner lot of pristine St. Augustine grass, a plethora of tropical palms and flora, sparkling slate stepping stones, towering bamboo, and a shell-laden fire pit surrounded by modern Adirondack chairs and tiki torches which we lovingly refer to as "The Oasis."